I Am The Wallpaper Poem by Peter Edwards
I Am The Wallpaper
I Am the Wallpaper,
Just there,
Seen but unnoticed,
Like a table,
More like an invader,
Garden weed,
Not really wanted,
At the moment,
You are too busy,
Looking in,
To see the wallpaper,
Dry peeling,
Trapped in-between,
This room,
And the world out there,
Lips move,
But no one will hear,
My voice,
I am the wallpaper,
Background,
To your overloaded life.
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4/23/2024 9:53:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
In our overloaded life, good write, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.