Feeling known
Is something I’ve never known,
I’ve always been see-through,
Transparent,
Invisible.
I know
I’m not popular,
But I’m below
Even being
Unpopular…
I’m unknown.
Oh what I’d give
To have a life
I want to live…
A life where I feel known.
I want to be seen…
Not observed.
I want to force
My clear self
To be opaque,
Maybe then
I’ll be noticed?
Am I really so
Uninterestin...