Invisible
When I was younger,
I had good friends.
Friends that did not talk bad
about me or leave me out.
All my old friends went
to different schools.
Now I'm in high school,
and I have new friends.
They say they're my friends,
but it doesn't feel like it.
They all ingore me.
I feel invisible.
Even though some of my
old friends came back,
they also ingore me.
I feel invisible.
They make me feel
as if I am a stranger.
I wonder if my new friends
will ever really see me?
Copyright © Lisa Blackbourn | Year Posted 2009
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