I feel like a ghost always left out or behind,
like no one can see me are they really that blind.
They always pretend or forget that I am even there,
like I am just a empty space out in the open air.
They never want me around when I try to talk to them,
and they just ignore me and continue their conversation.
What’s wrong with me? Why didn’t I see?
I guess I wasn’t meant to be…...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem