sometimes i feel like the static of the TV that rages so loud (so loud)
but gets lost as background noise
like the other side of the moon that's there (right there)
and yet is never seen
like you could take a grand graduation picture
and i might as well just be the wallpaper
like i could stare right into your eyes
and you'd see right through me, right past me, as if i was never there
see-through, clear, and just transparent
as if my actions were only wind and the words mere air
and all that i am just isn't
sometimes, i stay up at night and wonder about consequences

20/09/2014. Written by Waad.