“Help Me!” I scream,
As I try holding on to sanity.
“Hold me!” I yell.
No one seems to hear me .
“Take me away.” I plead,
But it seems I am invisible;
I stand in a crowd of people.
“Can you hear me?!” I exclaim,
Getting agitated.
Bodies walk through me, as if I am not here.
“Hello? Are you blind?” I ask one female body;
Not a glance, nor a gesture.
So, this is how it feels to disappear.
Isn't this what I wanted?
To be free, and have no connections.
To have people leave me alone?
“Okay, enough now!
I'm right here, I'm waving my arms in your face.
Try to see me, know I am here!”
This is how it must be, to disappear.