i feel as if i’m nonexistent,
that i’m thin air stuck
in a thick atmosphere.
that’s a contrast though,
isn’t it?
thin and thick.
i’m a contrast,
i’d like to think.
i know i’m different,
not in a good way.
i suppose that’s why
i’m invisible.
i wish i really was as invisible
as people seem to think i am.
i wish i could disappear,
evaporate into thin air
and never be seen again.
i don’t like being seen.
being perceived and
spoken to
and interacted with.
because it’s never in the way i wish.
i’m always treated like a girl.
i wish to be treated like me.
i don’t know what i am.
but i know i’m not a girl.
i’ve dreamt that i’ve been
nonexistent.
i always wake up
and see i’m still here
and get disappointed.
i wish with all of my heart
and soul
that i could
stop existing.
that i could disappear
and never ever
be seen again
and never thought about
again.
if i disappeared i
doubt anyone
would bother to
think of me
or me.
but that’s okay.
i don’t mind.

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~characters; 100,7.
~pages; .8.
~sentences; 21.
~paragraphs; 47.
~program(s); notes, word counter, amino.
~time; 12 minutes.
~image credit; myself.
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