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mouseinmypocket

Updated: Mon, 19 Aug 2024 12:59 pm

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Born in the United States of A, lived overseas my whole life, and have taken on poetry as a side hobby. Hi everyone, welcome to my page! I'm 18 years old and have grown fond of poetry with all the words and messages you can portray in your poems. Apart from poetry I enjoy baking, drawing, and sports. My favorite sport to play is soccer and I've enjoyed it ever since 5th grade. Thanks for reading and please enjoy!

Eyes on me

I don’t want to be seen I don’t want to be perceived I wish I could go anywhere and be invisible. People are everywhere Eyes are everywhere They’re all living their own lives but why do I feel as though mine is being watched? As though they’re looking for a mistake in me Is my hair messy? Is my outfit mismatched? Do I walk weird? Is there something wrong with me? Being judged seems to be my reality but maybe I'm just paranoid. I’m not all that important, but people still tend to look in my direction I open a bag of chips- eyes on me I drop something on the ground- eyes on me I laugh strangely- eyes on me I trip over my own feet Eyes. On. Me. Seems everywhere I go, I can never avoid the neverending stare of someone else. Never have I seen it in a positive way. I look down at my feet, waiting for the eyes to continue on their way I feel mocked. I feel stupid. Most of all, i feel seen as something pitiful Seen as one who doesn’t do anything right. Why can’t I just feel normal? Like I fit in. Like I belong here. It’s my only life too, yet I feel so out of place. As if I’m a creature in another world Wish I could just disappear With the darkness engulfing me. Till I’m…. “Hi!” “I like your style!” Looking up, I catch the eyes of a stranger Looking at me with….kindness? They smile. They see me? They like my outfit? Maybe who I am isn’t who I always thought I was. Maybe I’m not too bad Maybe I’m smart Maybe I’m interesting Maybe I’m creative Maybe I’m just enough Yes. Yes I am I’m enough. “Thank you.”

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