Am I?
Am I so invisible that you can't see. I am standing right here, can you see me. Are you one of those who don't give a damn.
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Am I so invisible that you can't see. I am standing right here, can you see me. Are you one of those who don't give a damn.
Is everyone blind. Don't they see the pain in her eyes. Don't they see the tears that she cries. No, for she is dead to the world. If her face didn't show tomorrow, no one would care.
Chapter 1 An only, lonely child, she's just, nine Sadly left, often on her own Mother out socialising, finding new friends No family members to help make amends Her grandmother is her greatest...
They ask me how am I They're just going to pass by They don't want to hear the answer They talk of my height Besides of my weight Is that all that matters. To them Am I what. What am I.
#acrostic. Somewhere in the middle of the. Cool kids groups and the outcasts. Hanging around in chess club. Or skipping lessons to go to the arcade. Often I would try to say as.
The girl is told shes ugly. The boy is told he should be dead. The girl is mocked for her clothes. The boy can hardly sleep in bed. The girl sits alone eating her lunch.
Crying Crying Slowly dying Screaming Screaming No one hearing Can't cope Can't cope Now she's Lost hope Knowing Knowing Where she's Going Family Family Say "It's a...
I stood there in a blur, my captivating imagination taking me somewhere else. I ignored them even though each one of them had someone to hold. While I stood alone. I let my mind roam.
As i lie smelling of sweaty dress shoes and cheap hair spray, i can only try to remember a night that seems so distant. A night that could possibly be only part of my imagination.
No role model. No claim to fame. Just a man and his words. Just a man and his pain. No judgmental thoughts. No hate held inside. Just a man living his life. Just a man waiting to die.
no one wants to do what needs to be done. no one wants to be the villain in front of everyone. no one really cares if you're good at heart. because they only see bad,. standing away too far.
Oh, so many people, Never felt so damned alone, All the bitching and the wailing, It's enough to make me groan.
Intro I wasn't really ever a people person. I just never was. I had next to no friends because 99.9% of the words that come out of my mouth were beyond sarcastic and emotionless.
#disabilityaware Jeremy Squire led a life plain and distant, shut away, quietly contented, as a librarian's assistant.
Chapter One: Old Endings, New Beginnings.. Part One. I wouldn't consider my self normal.. Neither would anyone else. I've always been a out-cast to every human surrounding me.
she couldn't walk on her own she was simply too afraid there was so much grief around her so many dead bodies that just laid I'm not talking about murder I'm not talking about death I'm talking...
He always hated his scars, I could see it in the very way he moved, like frightened prey trying to avoid the deadly pounce of a predator, skulking through the shadows, always just out of shot, a dark...
Why am I invisible no matter what I do I dyed my hair brown nobody noticed I wore nice shoes nothing nobody noticed why am I like this.
This is my first opuss which happened to be 8 months ago. I'd like to think I've developed more since then because of opuss and you opussians so thank you so much...
Once upon a time there was a little girl. The little girl was happy with her life, and loved to have fun.
Invisible. That's the first word that springs to mind. The invisible blue coat. The invisible figure, who's shadow is completely clouded with deceitful mist.
Sat here in the pub we are in I'm drunk and there not, I see them as there true selves and they see me as a freak, weirdo bound for nothing but who cares.
That girl there, Sat in the corner all alone in her chair, Do you even see her. Does she even feel your stares.
I manage to get to my first class on time which is Art. Honestly I think it was just luck because I didn't really have any clue where I was walking.