Sun, 10/19/2014 - 18:04 -- erks96

Being invisible is easy.

Standing out is hard.

To blend into the background,

To never be seen.

It's time to unviel the beauty behind

This curtain of invisibility.

Life passes, and there you sit,

Never living, you merely exsist.

You breathe to dodge cold words,

And ignorance.

Afraid to be yourself,

In fear of being judged.

If you feel like dirt,

It's up to you to rise up from the dust.

Show them,

That you will be diverse,

That you will be heard.

You will be different.

Not like the rest.

You will no longer be,


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