Born invisible

Born Invisible

On the outside looking in,
What I see, a foggy dream, Trapped.
Like reading a book, a spectator into another world.
Only real in my mind, like life.
Feeling and being invisible to all,
Never on your mind.
Always invisable.
Being alone in a crowded room,
walking like a ghost.
A two way mirror ,
I see them but they, unaware of my existence.
Born invisable.
Linda Dillon-Nelsen .

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How I’ve always felt since childhood