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Am I Here?
In a room full of people, they say
Who would you pick?
Will it be your friends?
Will it be your family?
In a room full of people, I say
I wouldn’t be able to choose.
They are all so important
That I can never have a favourite.
Although I fear they don’t feel the same.
My mum would pick my dad.
My friends would pick each other.
Even my Nan would choose a grave.
If I was to stand in a room,
They would all walk past
Like I wasn’t there
Just a shadow on the wall
Sounds would travel right through me,
The ghost of conversation, my new name
Floating in the edge of their lives
Insignificant until they need something
© Francesca Evans
Who would you pick?
Will it be your friends?
Will it be your family?
In a room full of people, I say
I wouldn’t be able to choose.
They are all so important
That I can never have a favourite.
Although I fear they don’t feel the same.
My mum would pick my dad.
My friends would pick each other.
Even my Nan would choose a grave.
If I was to stand in a room,
They would all walk past
Like I wasn’t there
Just a shadow on the wall
Sounds would travel right through me,
The ghost of conversation, my new name
Floating in the edge of their lives
Insignificant until they need something
© Francesca Evans
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