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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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gamino.r

I'm a mexican female who loves to write poetry as fun and a hobby and I love it and my all time fav. poet is edgar allen poe.

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