Opaque
A shadow behind a filter
my life is but a dream
sorrounded by none
and seemingly unseen
A glance at me
a nod in my direction
yet never at me
forever shattered perceptions
Pardon me
excuse me sir
bumps both shoulders
my image beginning to blur
I try to make contact
yet no words are spoken
the pressure persists
but I'm bent not broken
None can see
through my complacent facade
in a way of sorts
a certain camoflauge
My body runs wild
my mind is enraged
yet only because
my emotions are caged
Striving for attention
yet none I can earn
try as I might
crash and burn
Not seen by the sun's rays
or the moons light
not a man of the day
but a child of the night
I ask, no beg
for your attention to lend
for it's almost over
at voyage end
I don't know what it is
maybe my performance
maybe its my talent
it continues to be dormant
Maybe I'll be noticed
if I do some crime
what's the point
I'm already buried alive
Some people deal
some people manage
I wrap them up
and hide them in a bandage
I don't know how to be noticed
but definitely how to evade
with practice comes perfect
a few tricks of the trade