Invisible

I was walking toward the bus stop 

when I spot a quiet kid 

he rocked back and fourth 

So I pulled out my phone 

So I could pretend to text 

because  I figured 

my resistance 

to keep my distance 

would make him oblivious 

when I ignored his existence 

He rocked with his eyes wide 

and i sat down by his side

he didn’t move 

He didn’t make a sound 

I wondered if he could talk 

he started at nothing

but somehow he watched like a hawk

A voice in my head told me to talk to him 

and I did 

I asked him why he’s alone

I knew he wasn’t just waiting for the bus

He told me of someone who had it all

he was lucky and wealthy 

but he wasn’t that healthy 

and he paused his back and fourth rock 

And he told me that when you have everything in the material you get nothing that’s for real 

My friend came over and he brought our conversation to the end 

and I told him of a weird boy who was talking and rockig  and we laughed but that boy he heard us 

and when  I laid in my bed 

I realised how grateful I was for the voice in my head 

That made me talk to him

we make fun of or ignore something we throw in the bin

but I realised that’s how we’d just treated him