Their opinions are suffocating,

yet they don't know that I hear every word they speak.

I'm an inconspicuous shadow,

a loner living in the dark.

I mean nothing to these people who live center stage,

I'm just an obstruction, a blockade of invisibility.

They won't remember my name, nor my face.

They won't see me even if i walk right in front of their face.

They insult me daily, yet it doesn't register in their minds

I'm an unobtrusive shaded area in their memory.

I don't matter,

I never have, and I never will.

The End

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