
Nobody
By Shareese Aouad
Nobody said there would be days when I couldn’t feel my feet
Walking all day with nowhere to go
Everything I own on my back…on my hips…on my head
Eyes forward and fixed
Bones stiffened from the immovability of my own will
The glare doesn’t even faze me
Still fixed am I
Forward but to what!
It may seem vain of me to try to change what seems to have always been, but I can’t!
Still eyes fixed, back bent and head forward carrying everything I own
Nobody seems to notice or to care that I got nowhere to go
Huh, nobody looks at me like I got any dignity…just plain nobody
I wish I knew how to scream so loud that the earth would shake
Then they would care…then they would listen and look at me
Me with dirt on my face and grit in my nails yet filled with life
Yeah, they would take notice and look at me like I got somewhere to go
Never mind everything I own being on my back, on my hips…on my head
I am the somebody they first thought was a nobody they’d just walk by till they got to someone they believed was somebody
Until they realize they just passed somebody
I will forge on
Carrying everything I own
Everywhere on my body
Knowing I am somebody…waiting for nobody
About the Creator
Shareese Aouad
I have been writing since I was 5 years old. I started writing philosophical conjecture and did not realize it until I went to college. I majored in Communications and minored in Philosophy. I am also an artist and parent advocate.



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