If i am writing my best
Im feeling my worst
So to describe how I feel
I am a ghost in the crowd
And nothing feels real
It seem like everyones thoughts
Are out loud
No one even sees me
People looking in my direction
Just teases me
I cant even see myself any more
This life is rotten to the core
And my soul feels very sore
Attention would make me visible
Acknowledge me show me you see me
This action is critical
My soul is screaming
and no one hears it
This brings the question to mind
If no one sees me
Does that mean I not here
And if Im not here where am I
Why am i alone
why am i sad
Who understands
What I going through
Who can see to
This ghostly image
And pull me back through
Because I am tired
Of being see through
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem