You always have a choice.
To have an opinion,
to raise your voice.
At least that's what they say.
But when it comes to speaking out,
your words get discarded, cast away.
Invisible is what I feel;
My thoughts too insignificant to utter.
It's like I'm not even real.
I am a hologram that people walk through;
existing, but not truly there.
I long to speak, to say my thoughts,
but here I remain, watching life through a frozen view.
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From the Silent Girl
PoetryThis is a collection of poems about relationships, observations, and emotions from the eyes of someone who ends up watching life rather than living it. #6 in poetrycollection 6/12/23 #7 in freeverse 6/12/23
