Literature
Blind
I don't exist,
To you...
It's like who I am,
Has been ripped,
From the pages of eternity
Abandoned and alone,
Cut off from everyone,
I'm gone
I could be standing,
Right next to you,
Screaming until,
My face is blue,
Burning with a fire,
That you can sense,
But you can't see...
(It's a mystery...
To me...
How so many are so blind,
So many...refuse to see)
How can you be so blind?!
I am screaming at you!
But you just look right through me,
And there is nothing I can do,
That will make you change!
That will make you see my face...!
You are blind to who I am,
Just like I have been erased...
What you do to me,
I canno
