sometimes its ok
not to see a face
other times I ask
who's in my place
you'll find me around
a place that's uninvited
feeling kinda sad
but inside I'm unoted
it's ok to say
I'm too old to see
feeling everywhere
my mind can sometimes be
confusion as it comes
to those whom show
but what about illusions
that can stay, come, or go
so as I post this poem
I say just what I mean
it doesn't even matter
if it is not just what.it seems
we all have permission
to be what we will
somewhere someone waiting
thats standing for me still
©flowetry
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