Invisible Poem by Niamh Gold

Invisible



Sometimes I feel invisible,
Like I'm not really there.
I might as well not be here at all,
Who would really care?
But when I start to feel that bad,
I clear my mind and say,
Your friends would all be oh so sad,
If you had gone away.

Thursday, December 18, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
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