I am a shadow,
A vision unseen.
My words are vapors,
Gone like a dream.
Hands reach out,
Look at me I say!
Give me some hope,
A glimpse, a ray?
Walking in the mix of the crowd,
Hurt and ache my silent shroud.
Lost in the midst of forgotten friends,
They never knew me, where could they begin.
Busting inside, so much to share,
Passersby, not even a glare.
Words, my shadow, lifeless gleam.
Now and forgotten not heard or seen.