Invisible
Walking along in a crowd
Everyone with a place to go
No one notices my tears
Alone, they don't want to know
With always a cheerful hello
And a smile for all to see
Yet a heart as heavy as lead
You see.. its really not me
I hold out my hand to you
You take it without thought
I long to tell you my story
Whether you care or not
Why is this life so lonely?
Is there no place for me?
Alone on an island of grief
Lost in the cerulean sea
Blink!
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2010
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