You said
you were tired of everything.
And when you had given a chance to wish something during your birthday,
you silently spoke you wanted to morph into something that was unseen.
The Heaven heard your plea,
and you became something
you wished to be.
People who were dear to you
had completely forgotten your existence,
as if you had never been existed,
for you were no longer
a person you once been.
And you, too,
were soon to forget your own face,
alongside the memories you shared with your own kin,
for you were now a thing that did not feel anything,
but only human could merely feel,
yet they could barely see.
