There’s nothing exceptional about you,
Nothing that anyone will ever notice.
You can go in and out of any place,
And people wouldn’t even know you were there.
You may even laugh, but your laughter
Is always drowned by others’ louder laughter.
Your tears are yours alone,
The world never bothers to ask
What bring them to your sad eyes.
So now that your back is bent,
And your feet hurt when you walk,
You think no one will miss you
When you simply disappear.
No one will come runnning
To stop you from jumping
From that bridge
You walk every day
Of your lonely adult life.
But you have to know — you’re not exceptional.
Not even in this.
Daily Prompt: Exceptional
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This makes me think of Eckhart Tolle’s line: “Whatever you think the world is withholding from you, you are withholding from the world.” The person you are describing feels unappreciated. I sometimes feel like this when I’m withdrawn into myself, and unable to appreciate others. And then when I am able to reach out again, I feel like I’m once again part of the world. Thanks for sharing!
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Thanks for the comment, Lee. I think a person who thinks, once in a while, feels like this. Have a wonderful day!😊
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