People ask me how I feel or how I am everyday.
I tell the same lie everyday.
If you really want to know how I am, take the time to read this poem, blank out all thoughts & just think Deep.
I’m sure you must be confused.
Well let me enlighten you. I feel empty like that space I left above.
Most of the time….I just see an emptiness I want to fill
It’s an invisible poem just because the meaning does not lie in the words you’re reading, but in the silent gap that I am yet to fill.
- Being Invisible, Poetry.