Unnoticed

There are people all around me

Yet I seem to go unnoticed.

I gaze into the crowd

In search of the reassurance of a familiar face.

Yet each set if eyes seem to be a lonely well

Empty and never ending.

Or a closed door

Blocking off each and every emotion

I have yet to learn to deal with.

I walk through life,

Hearing only the echo of my own footsteps,

With no trace of any other shadow of mine

And no hands to wipe my tears but my own.