I live day to day. To work and back. Slumbering throughout the day. I have no voice or presence. I feel valueless. Sub human sometimes. I feel that I do not matter. People at work laugh with me, but I feel most times they are laughing at me. I seek to be part of the human race...
There is this amazing abilityof people not to notice me.Or is it my talent to evaporate?Everybody talks about the TV show,in the train, at the bar, in the office.They don't see me. I was in that show.The pedestrian street is fullof strollers and shoppers,I am invisible. I...
I speak in silent words,
A speechless language,
No one listens.
I laugh in soundless bells,
No one smiles with me.
I shed disguised pearls,
An unseen tribute to my sadness,
No one watches my tears.
I dress in hidden clothes,
Masking my soul,
I attract people without even trying. They look at me without pursuing. I have the strength to pull you to me but I dont have the powers to push you away. I will hurt you unintentionally for I could love you immensely. Stand back, dont come near me...YET... because I dont know...
I call myself a brony on xbox, facebook, and all that crud just to troll people. Its hilarious when someone gets mad to the point of (rage comic fans) flipping the desk! I just die laughing. I know its mean, but you guys should try it, its fun!