The days go by and no one sees you.
No one’s eyes meet yours;
you melt into the surroundings, not dazzling enough to be noticed.
Bumping into people, net never being felt or needed.
invisible
longing to be noticed
aching for acceptance
needing to be seen
invisible
When does enough become enough?
When do you demand to be seen?
When do you scream:
"I'M HERE, DON'T YOU SEE ME!?
invisible
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