The Diaries of the Invisible 

 

I
I danced today
Alone
In an empty house
No one was there
Not even me
Me?
Who am I to say
A word
An empty house
A dance
My trance
I wave my hand
And life just keeps passing by
II
I sit at home and
They tell me to cook
When I was a girl
They told me to do the dishes
Always
Or
No one would marry me
No one
I am not married
It is so obvious why
I do not want to cook
Kitchen is not my thing
I always forget to eat
I  always forget myself
III
“Everyday power”
I found a book about it recently
How to gain power
Everyday
The book is white
POWER written in black
Are they demanding me to become visible now?
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