Oblivious
oblivious of the stares
of the want
of the fear
oblivious of the subtle language of love
to the jealousy
oblivious to her own self worth
oblivious to her beauty
oblivious to it all
to the want
to the tears
to the hate
they think she know and is cold
she want love but see's none and
walks on
never wake From the cloud of obliviousness
oblivious to all
Copyright © Onna Neechan | Year Posted 2015
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