Visible ghost
He is seen but he is not spoken to
His busy eyes scanned the area searching for contact
But all he got was no acknowledgment.
Sits alone by himself all day everyday
Alone in the cold
No one wants to sit next to him
Deep within his deep dark lonely eyes he seeks kindness from strangers.
Thought he had friends but he is alone again
The now visible ghost stands and sits in the back row.
Through the times of pain he puts on a smile
I know it’s fake because being happy was never his style
It was time for him to be scared so he up and left
Nobody bothered to call to him
Everyday he is empty, no one inputs his existence
To exist as a non existence.
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