Unseen

 Unseen 

 

I have moved through this life unseen, mostly only being noticed when I do something wrong... 

Even as a child, I could be in a room full of people, and no one would even look my way... 

Making it easier for me to spend my time alone, using my imagination to keep me company all day long... 

I guess some would say it was lonely, but it prepared me for all the years of people coming into my life and deciding not to stay! 

 

As an adult, I still remain mostly unseen unless someone is unhappy with me... 

Of course, if anyone needs something, conveniently, I am one of the first people they come to... 

However, once I am no longer useful, no longer serving a purpose, they become blind to me, and can no longer see... 

I have never quite understood exactly why I spend my life primarily unseen, it has just always been that way, I have no clue! 

 

I suppose it makes it easier for people when they get tired of my presence; to walk away... 

If they do not see me, I mean nothing, no one has to worry about getting attached to me... 

I should be used to it by now, but it still hurts, I guess it will always be that way... 

I cannot help but wonder what I ever did to deserve for my life to be so lonely?! 

 

-Angela Stull