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sometimes i feel invisible.
like the world could pass me by
without noticing my existence.
they walk right by
as i type this
and still they don't notice the sound of typing
thats a sound, right?
no?
well apparently it isn't for they still pass me by
my unusual quiet
which doesn't happen very often at all
and still the stall
they don't come looking
to see if I'm ok
they come to the fridge
and walk away
no matter the sound of the keyboard
they still don't look at my general direction
these times happen far too often
best thing about college?
i will no longer be invisible
i will be my own person without my parents indifference
just watch and wait
and see me flourish
away from this silent oppression and carelessness...
i will flurish
and best of all
i will no longer be invisible!