Unseen
I am alone yet still surrounded
Just like the air, I'm silent
I am unseen yet here I'm standing
On a road with not one sign
Many times I wonder where I'm headed
Though I'll surely know in time
I am searching for my purpose
And I'm not quite sure what I may find
I am still unseen yet here I stand
On the road without a sign
I wish to be seen but also want to hide
Maybe my silence is trying to tell you something
I am alone but still surrounded
This poem is about:
Me