never am i seen <br />never am I heard <br />not that I mind <br />never again will I utter a word <br /> <br />my world is one of secrets forever kept <br />and needs for comfort so sourly met <br /> <br />I am called the keeper of wishes that never come true <br />and the giver of chances to whom wish to start anew <br /> <br />my life is no longer of importance <br />stealthily observing others in dismay <br />I long for a latter day <br /> <br />since a welcoming unwanted <br />my reflection has long been forgotten <br /> <br />the color of my eyes? <br />the years that have gone by? <br />these inquisitions hang in the air <br />unanswered and hard to bear <br /> <br />for now I try to remember what it was like to be free <br />before the crushing clutch of He<br /><br />gabby chamberland<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/invisable-13/
