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baileystevens17

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

2 poems·Since November 2016
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Invisible

November 23, 2016

Who am I?

No one sees me

They glance shallowly, right through my existence.

Who am I? Who am I?

I exist utterly in solitude

My own mind a mystery; I can't comprehend

Unseen

Unheard

Who am I?

Can anyone see me? Look at me, I'm begging you

Gaze into my eyes, the very portals to my soul

Can you see me?

Or am I nothing?

Nothing more than a whisper through the trees

An apparition; merely a soft, autumn breeze

Who am I?

When I don't know myself

I suppose I must be

Invisible

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