The sun rises up on the horizon

as I walk to my class

no one turns to look at me

they all pass

no one ever talks to me

no one ever listens to me

no one seems to see me

AM I even there?


what if I just disappear

will any one care?

or will I become just another ghost

giving no one a scare?

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