You walk past me every day
But I feel like a ghost in your presence
Maybe I am
Do you notice me when I walk into the same room you're in?
Do you feel my sad eyes watching you?
Or do you not feel anything at all?
Maybe to you I don't exist
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sometimes we feel terribly sad and annoyed when we are ignored! true feelings! but we have the option of introducing ourselves to others!