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Rated: E · Poetry · Dark · #2124552
This is one of my darker poems about being isolated.
I am seen yet I am invisible.
I am like a shadow on the wall.
Am I here? Or am I not?

I hide from the world in plain sight.
Few see and even less understand me.
Will I ever be seen by those without sight?

I haunt those who try to forget me.
They have declared me unforgettable.
Why do they not reject my memory as they have done me?

I cannot forget my reasons for hiding.
Those reasons have made me who I am.
Why did my life have to be this way?

My questions are easily answered.
I am both here and not.
Those without sight only see what they want to.
Those who cannot forget me do not wish to.
And I would have already died if not for my hiding.
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