I walk into the room
But no ones looking
Like im not even there
But I am
I wish that they could understand
How they make me feel
Invisible
I look into the mirror
I see nothing
Nothing
Theres no me
How did this happen
How can this be
I’ll kill to be anyone
Anyone but me
Only you could have written this unique piece, trust who you are, keep writing Helena. Shaun.
nice poem, i know exactly how that feels at times. i suppose everyone at times may feel this way at one point
i think that this is a awesome poem cuz everyone feels that way somethimes! NICE!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Existence is by recognition…recognition by others. Every one exists invisible to self… looking out for self frequently into the mirror of false hood… A beautiful poem pointing out to a stalk naked truth...that too from a thirteen year old! The child was to say ‘oh! the king is naked! ’ Wasn’t it?