Do you....
see me,
hear me,
feel me?
Why choose to ignore me?
You see me standing here, but
you choose to look passed me.
I wave to you, but
you show no sign of acknowledgement.
I speak to you, but
you seem to not hear me.
I lightly tap you on your shoulder, but
you never turn around.
I feel as though I am invisible to you.
Tracey Owens
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/invisible-97/
