People always drown me out. They pretend I don't exist. They
look past me. They don't care. And that hurts. To be in a
crowded room, but feels so empty because people treat you like a
ghost. These days, nothing's made me feel whole. Nothing's
made me feel human. I feel like a gust of wind. They know I'm
there, but they don't see me. I'm just an unwanted draft. A
ghost of a girl.
wittyforever · 1 decade ago
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