THE DAY I FELT INVISIBLE



By MICHAEL AGBAH 


I was in the room 
No voice, no footsteps 
Just the low volume of the TV 
Talking to no particular 

It filled the space like static as if noise could pretend to be company 
But there i was
Sitting, breathing and existing 

And somehow ,i feel like i don't exist 
No one asked how i was copping 
No one noticed me
With all the silence i was not noticed 

Like the world had gone on without me 
Like i had become part of the furniture 
Something to walk past,not see
I watch the flickering screen 

But it didn't watch back 
And in that moment,i realized.
Being invisible doesn't mean people are ignoring you 
It means they are not there at all.

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