eyes to the floor
shoulders slumped
shuffled feet
she wants to explode
she thinks too much
solves equations as she walks
conversations in her head
no one ever talks to her
forgets all she sees
no one thinks she exists
they all just let her pass
like a ghost
tick tock is all she knows.
Oh, i remember when i use to feel like this at one point in life but not anymore and the poems on my Blog, express who brought me this far.
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