You finally see me ....
From various faces I see the same
The touch of a feather is all it takes
Makes me feel like I'm not real who am I here today?
I saw a pebble cry once it was thrown, kicked, smashed and broke
Made me realize I am in a choke hold
who am I? who are you?
The question exiting is...
Do you even really know ?
I see everyone have fun and I'm the random person just looking on
Not one out of the thousands people who I walk by would stop and look at me
Just a simple hello can make me shine but I'm rusty and unpolished Aim over looked
So I silently cry
I'm here you know if one day you tend to care
I'm a person with feelings too you know but I have a feeling you don't care
I'm alive too I feel just as much
You push me to side and nobody really tried to take the time to meet a new me
I feel very alone and sad to be overlooked
They turn their heads and pretend I was never there
One day when Aim not there you will know the importance of me
Until then I feel sad
Only just need one person to turn tier head.
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