Am I invisible to you?
Just another voice in a crowded room-
Or do you purposely ignore me?

Am I the friend
That you are ashamed to know
And hide from when I wave?

The anxiety of leaving my safe zone
To reach out is high enough
Without wondering what your silence means.

Putting my heart
On display
Is never comfortable.
But standing on the edge
Screaming
As you saunter through
Never acknowledging me
Is unbearable.

Don’t forget to pick up my latest and last copy of poetry.  I will still write poetry and post it here, but this will be my last poetry book available.  It has never before posted poetry along with old favorites from all my poetry books.