Invisible
I look around me.
I see want I want to be.
I want to be seen.
But, I am just a teen.
I don't want to be invisible anymore.
I don't want to be pushed on the floor.
I don't want to be a bore.
I want to learn to soar.
I need to to open that door.
I feel it in my core.
I'm not a bore.
I learned to soar.
I look around me.
I see what I want to be.
I want to be seen.
But, I am just a teen.
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