These words have been floating around in my head for a few months.  To be truthful, I’m not sure where the words came from because though I’ve felt this way in the past — I don’t now.

I decided to share this poem even though it feels rather personal.  I’m sharing because life throws some tough lessons at us.  I’m sharing because I know I’m not the only one that has difficulty accepting that “life goes on”.

Invisible

I sit in a room of people and
I feel invisible.
I think they don’t really know me;
Why am I invisible?

I look around the room at my family and
I feel invisible.
I listen to them talk,
And I know I am invisible.

No one listens as I try to speak out and
I feel invisible.
I want to share my thoughts;
Yet, I’m always invisible.

I think to myself that no one knows me and
I feel invisible.
I need someone to see the me I use to be
Because I wasn’t always invisible.

I look at the world around me and
I feel invisible.
The earth keeps turning and life goes on;
So, I remain invisible.