Invisible
Sometimes I Fell This Way , Writing Can Purge That
This is a crown cinquain (see my On Poetry document for information on this here). It is about how invisible I feel to most of my friends some of the time. Writing this purges it from my system so certainly don’t worry about me
Music is “Invisible” by Alison Moyet
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I Feel
No one can see me anywhere
I am just invisible
I am a Ghost
That’s Me
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That’s Me
That space you see in the foreground
Painted over, Ignored
Something Missing
No One
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No One
That is who I’ve become to you
A space in your journal
Who Was That Man?
Don’t Know
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Don’t Know
Did Anyone Ever See Me?
Does Anyone Miss Me
I Think Not
I’ll Go
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I’ll Go
I certainly never mattered
I will pack all my things
But really still
I Feel
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