Missing

Today is just another day,

walking past old friends.

Hearing people laugh at you as you walk past.

Having to face your fears in front of everyone.

Listing to the rumors about you,knowing they arent true.

Spmething is missing.

Yet no onenotices it, they see your smile so they think youre okay.

Something is missing.

Yet no one notices it, they hear you talking so they think youre okay.

Something is missing.

Yet no one notices it, what they dont see is something unbearable.

Something is missing.

Sadly, it is yourself darling.

You are missing.

Yet no one notices it.

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
Our world

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