2.2.24

Unseen. Unheard.

Everyday feels the same.

Unseen.

Unheard.

Shouting from the bottom.

Trying to prove her worth.

Showing her capability.

Her knowledge.

Her strengths.


Everyday feels the same.

Unseen.

Unheard.

She shouts louder.

From the bottom.

Others move past.

Around and above her.

She remains beneath.


Everyday feels the same.

Unseen.

Unheard.

She wonders if she is invisible sometimes.

A spare part.

She wonders if she belongs.

She hears words sometimes.

No actions.


Everyday feels the same.

Unseen.

Unheard.

Waiting for a change.

She questions her capability.

Her knowledge.

Her strengths.

And she starts to break.


Everyday feels the same.

Unseen.

Unheard.

She’s at the bottom.

But feels like she is sinking.

Lower. Lower. 

Wondering how this is possible?

How you can be lower than the bottom.


Everyday feels the same.

Unseen.

Unheard.

Is she imagining her voice?

All the things she is doing?

She sometimes thinks she’ll get there.

She’s moving.

But she isn’t.


Everyday feels the same.

Unseen.

Unheard.

She’s lost. 

She’s stuck.

She’s sinking.

Deeper. 

Deeper.


Everyday feels the same.


Unseen.


Unheard.




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