Sunday, March 18th, 2018, 5:58pm.

Why do the eyes of those around me never see me,
Just look through me.
Like a ghost of Christmas present,
Trapped in wrapping, my silent screams go unnoticed.
Notice me.

What could I offer, What could I gain,
Only pain and misery?
Those words run round my head and mock me.
With their truthful lies.
Notice me.

I cower behind what could have been,
A stronghold I laid brick by brick,
Now entrapped I long to be free,
Notice me.

Locked away in my own fortress,
Once protected, now a prisoner,
Fear of others, fear of me,
Gagged and bound I hold the key!
Notice me.

For my eyes, which count sidewalk cracks and tops of shoes,
To look up at someone and they see me,
Oh what a ridiculous fantasy!
Notice me.

I plod on and on and on,
Clock in and out,
and in and out,
Caught.
In this haze of bitter dreams.
Notice me.
...
Notice me.