Invisible

Ever feel alone in the middle of a crowd?

Ostrisized

Left out

Excluded

 

I don't fit in.

I used to, what changed?

It's like I don't even put up the effort anymore.

Simply going through the motions.

I'm there, I listen, I stand around.

But I'm really just taking up space.

I'm only there because that is the place I've upheld for the longest time.

Not wanting to let anything go.

 

Friendships seem meaningless.

Just a name given to those who hang around you.

Relationships that fade.

A force that ebbs and flows from your inner circle to the outer most ring;

Those people who don't make a difference,

Who you wouldn't miss if they weren't there,

Who are just a third wheel.

Is that me?

 

Its when you realize that you've changed,

[because everyone does]

That you notice that you have pushed people away,

Or just backed away from friendships,

Simply filling their empty place with new people.

 

So I'm just standing here.

I haven't moved,

In fear of my spot being gone, permanently.

But my appearance has changed.

I'm invisible.

I seem non-existent.

But my heart still beats, my lungs still take in air,

I'm still here.

Stop counting me out, considering me dead.

I'm alive.

And I miss my friends.

Author's Note

I was messing with format in this one, what do you think?

Reviews

[f**k you]

Dude....if this is how you truly feel, then me and you have a lot more in common than I originally thought...This wasn't just relatable to me, this was my exact thoughts, my exact feelings, perfect to a profound extent, coming from someone who I never really expected it from. This is...EXACTLY what I feel like all the time. So, super kudos to you for putting an emotion like this out there and making it real. This piece seems very heartfelt, which I like, because it evoked the exact same emotion within me that I just never tried to elaborate on. So in a way, I thank you. Great job. You're not alone...

-nicole-was-here-