Dec 2014
Hated is hard
But yet you exist
Invisible is agony
You might be there
But people don't care
Forgotten
Looked over
A faceless name
A nameless face
Wrapped in a cloak of invisible thread
Standing in silence
A word never to be said
But yet you exist
Invisible is agony
You might be there
But people don't care
Forgotten
Looked over
A faceless name
A nameless face
Wrapped in a cloak of invisible thread
Standing in silence
A word never to be said
i used to think
that if you
wrote down a bunch of words,
spaced them
out
dramatically,
and gave it
a title,
it could
be
called
a
poem
that if you
wrote down a bunch of words,
spaced them
out
dramatically,
and gave it
a title,
it could
be
called
a
poem
