I live in the sadness and the madness of being unseen

I dream

of beauty

having a beautiful woman’s smile in my eyes 

starry skies 

Holding her hand

but this life happens in the meantime

Unplanned 

I am unseen invisible 

divisible miserable behind four walls 

a boy born with a huge soul 

now small

My confidence and ego a full ballon 

then shrinking like a soggy deflated one

like lungs I breathe in life

and exhale sadness 

madness is all I have but aren’t we all the same?

invisible and visceral ethereal like ghosts 

people pleasing and wheezing just to be heard…