Someone unnoticed

I read books to see other's story, other's pain, other's happiness.

I use my phone to pretend I'm busy, to hide my loneliness.

I listen to music so I won't be able to hear them and their happiness together.

I do everything I can do to occupy myself, to get my mind out of the reality.

I lie about me going out with friends. I pretend to be talking on someone on my phone.

I put makeups on my face to look cold.

I look at a mirror,

I see a lonely pitiful young girl.

I told her, "put down your books, phone and earphones. Look up."

The girl tried to. She look up and saw everyone having fun with their own friends. She was jealous. She tried to join them, but she was pushed away.

The girl look at the mirror again, "what did I have done wrong?"

I don't know. I'm just lonely and scared. Blending myself in the background. I'm not nobody, I'm someone.

Someone unnoticed.