Invisibility
I’m Not Sorry For
I know it may be Taboo
But it’s a part of life
Becoming someone who
Someday, I just might like
I’ve been so many people
From the cradle to the grave
Longing for the needle
Directing happy to my veins
I keep my feelings for you
Locked up safely in a drawer
I feel I’ve got something to prove
But I can’t love you anymore
I miss the me I was
Before you left me broken on the floor
Craving the applause
That can never make me whole
Oh, what a waste of time
Blaming this heart of mine
Love was my biggest crime
I’m so glad that it was blind
I’ll blend into the scenery
Till it becomes a part of me
Faded away and out of view
While standing right in front of you
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (2)
At times in various kinds of relationships we all feel invisible.
Lovely, Kelli. I really liked these lines: "Love was my biggest crime I’m so glad that it was blind" 😉😉💟