• StairwellI’m not here,
    but I’m near.

    Don’t look for me
    because, where I am, you can’t be.

    I’m an image you can’t see.
    Do you agree??

    I’m unreal.
    I can’t even get your attention
    when I do a cartwheel.

    I’m quarantined,
    and all I ever wanted was to be seen.

    Supernatural,
    like a ghost in the dark.

    I feel like a
    fictional book.
    Why can’t you just look?

    I have an idea, a thought,
    a plan.
    I’ll chase you wherever you go, like
    Pac-Man.

    Until the day you
    observe.
    That’s the day it’ll strike
    a nerve.

    I’m hidden from everyone,
    and only you know.

    Am I a friend
    or a foe?

    When you finally notice,
    that’s when I’ll show.

    Just standing there
    waiting for you to say “Hello.”

    You walk over and
    lay a hand on my shoulder.

    My true colors start to
    reveal.
    My heart and love are clear
    like a windshield.

    We are no longer foes, but lovers
    with BIG hearts
    that can be seen.

    Julia, high school, Badgerdog alum

    Posted by admin @ 8:00 am

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