Invisible

This is a poem I wrote in December for my Language Arts class. Before this I hadn't written any poetry since, like, 5th grade. I was still writing stories, but I just assumed I would be a bad poet, and I was really nervous about this project. For the first two days I couldn't think of anything, and I felt really bad about just staring at the screen of my laptop for the entire class. Then one day this just came to me. It was really weird. I finished it in one class. I did a little editing later, but this was pretty much it. Since then I've been writing a lot more poetry.

Invisible

I sit in a crowded room
Smothered by the voices
I wish there was a way
To drown out all the noises

I imagine I can disappear
That I can fade away
The hard bright light from the sun that gives no warmth
Will not find me today

The color in my fingers
Scares and starts to flee
Soon I will be gone
Then no one will see me

Their loud voices will not find me there
Once I'm in that transparent land
My fingers are completely gone
Now so are my hands

Nobody will notice
As my body disappears
Their voices just keep talking
Soon I will not hear

Now I am completely gone
My feet can't feel the ground
Nobody will hear me
I do not make a sound

Now I am invisible