poetry trip.

the loudest silence

the people are rushing to the places

all around me

bustling by

the busy noises of the city ring in my ears

here i am

in the middle of it all

gone unnoticed

i question my own existence

as i do everything i can to be seen by someone

by anyone

but it seems i am like a character in a silent film

my world is painted in black and white

my lips are sealed shut

i cannot say a word

i play the part

i do as i am told

my gown flows in the wind as i dance

like a ballerina hidden behind a cage of glass

you can look but you must never touch

what a sad world that must be