It's a room full of people,
But I'm always on my own;
Do they think I'm invisible,
Maybe I'm meant to be alone
It's a room full of people,
But I have no clue what to do;
Maybe they think I'm defective,
And maybe I think that too
It's a room full of people,
So do they think of me at all?
I'm just so tired of being,
So would they notice if I'm gone?
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Unspoken thoughts
PoetryHello! This book consists of my thoughts that I have turned into poetry. They mostly consist of sad poems related to love or just some thoughts/ feelings that have come across my mind. This book is not complete and I will be adding more to it eventu...
