I'm sitting right here, but you don't notice me, I'm invisible.
I speak up, but you don't hear me, I'm silent.
Should I dress in all black, dye my hair?
Should I scream a little louder?
When I fall, no one helps me, I'm helpless.
When I succeed, there's no praise, nothing.
Should I fake an injury, almost die?
Should i work even harder, past my limits?
What do I do to get you to notice me?
What do I do to feel your love?
I wrote this poem. I may not be Shakespeare, but, I am quite proud of my work. Yes, my friends have read this. Their feedback has told me that this is a depressing, but very good poem. Feel free to give me your feedback.
