I don't know who I am I have never known How do I work it out? Is it too late? I feel nothing I feel everything I am empty, drained I am full to bursting No true friendships No close bonds How do I find them? Is it too late? Emotions evade me I am overpowered Love creeps up on me I am confused I am lonely Company eludes me Would anyone notice If I wasn't here? No confidante So who do I ask? Am I too much Or not enough? I try harder than is seen I have tried to fit in I never will I don't know how People are exhausting But give me a choice To be included Is it too late? I don't know who I am I am not seen I am too loud I am too quiet A background friend If even that Mostly unnoticed There is no place for me Not as confident As you might think The real me is hidden From all but a few There is more I want to say I don't know how I talk too much But tell very little I do it all I do nothing I am gone You didn't see
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Sapphire Ravenclaw
I am, among other things, a freelance writer and mother. I enjoy writing poetry and articles on various subjects. My current big project is a book about Paganism.
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