Oh, how I yearn to be seen, to be known,
Like a whisper in the wind, a seed yet unsown.
In a world that spins, a relentless parade,
I'm but a ghost, lost in the masquerade.

I am the overlooked, the silent refrain,
A canvas untouched, a forgotten name.
Like a star obscured by clouds in the night,
I fade into darkness, devoid of all light.

Oh, how I long for recognition's embrace,
To be seen, to be heard, to find my own place.
But the world, like a river, rushes on by,
Leaving me stranded, with a silent cry.

I am the unsung verse, the overlooked rhyme,
A melody unheard, lost in the sands of time.
Like a flower unseen in a field of bloom,
I wither away, in this desolate room.

I yearn for validation, for a nod of the head,
But my voice goes unheard, like words left unsaid.
In a sea of voices, I'm but a whispering breeze,
Lost in the cacophony, drowned by the seas.

Oh, how I ache for a moment in the sun,
To shine brightly, like a diamond that's won.
But the world, indifferent, carries on its way,
Leaving me here, in the shadows to stay.

I wander through life, like a ghost in the mist,
A specter unnoticed, a presence dismissed.
But beneath this facade, a heart beats with pain,
Longing for recognition, to break free from this chain.

Oh, how I grieve for the dreams left unmet,
For the chances untaken, the risks left to fret.
In this symphony of life, I'm but a silent note,
Lost in the symphony, a forgotten

For within me lies a fire,
© dougienever