The disconcert of my being

The disconcert of my being

I
Stood in the middle
Of a room
Full of people
I
Waited for someone
To show me the way
To a place where I belong
I
Saw them
Familiar faces
Moving around me
In precise fashion
I knew them all along
I
Reached to touch
Their shadow
Their cool face
Looking at me
I
Just learnt
Nobody saw me
In that room
Full of people
How tragic!!!

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