I am the invisible one.
The one you don't see.
The one that floats around you
Wishing for a simple, "Hello."
I am the invisible one.
The one who goes unseen.
In the beautiful whisks of the darkened nights.
I am the invisible one.
I am the wind flowing through the trees.
I am that whistle you hear at night.
I am the invisible one
The one who was afraid of going unseen
The one who wished someone cared
But, as I think about it now,
Was it all that bad..?
They did not see me grow,
But I did without them
Don't you see...?
Now I am the, beautiful and fierce, indented girl.
The one who can say, "I made it through all by myself."
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
"Invisible"
PoesiaI have not been on a lot, but the other day in school we had to do a project that involved us writing about how we feel like we are seen, and that is what inspired me to write this. Hope you enjoy!
