Invisible
Can’t you see that I am not okay?
I haven’t been myself in months.
Can’t you see?
The tired eyes
constantly searching for a reason to stay.
Can’t you see?
The empty smile
wanting so badly to be filled.
Can’t you see?
Can’t you see?
Can’t you see?
I am begging for help,
but no one can see me.
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Author:
Sierra (
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- Comment from author about the poem: When things are good, they're good. But when things are bad, they're bad.
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
We can see you and hope your revelations on this site bring happiness to your body and mind.
Thank you 💛
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