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[ghostlion]

Sometimes I feel
Invisible.
Sometimes I feel
empty of anything
of value or worth.
I look around me and try
and smile, even thought
I know it does not matter.
For I vanish underneath
everyone's watchful eyes.
Sometimes I wish
I could change the world.
Make others behave with
thought and gentleness.
Other times I wish
to combat all
the pain of others
bitterness.
I cannot kiss
away any hurts
I cannot sing
songs of joy
or rapture.
Simply because
no matter
what others
say.
I feel the truth
that is
my vanishing
spirit.
my vanishing
smile.
my existence
but an echo.
No matter
what I say.
No matter
how I say it.
Softly.
Loudly.
Emptiness
for I am worn
away.
Sometimes I feel
invisible.
For I cannot
move the burdens
in my own heart.
Much less
that cling to
my friends.
I am not
always what I feel.
Why can't I
feel.
Something.
Not.
So..

Also, I'm feeling sick. Urk, allergies/sinus infection. I hate it. I just want to feel good and get some things done.