• Quiet between the lines,
    Surreptitiously moving through the shadows.
    Invisible.
    Non-existent.

    Laughing outside the box,
    Joking around without a care.
    There are other things,
    To think about much later.


    Yes later.
    Later...
    When I
    Am...


    Sleeping when I’m awake.
    Just another typical, shy teen,
    Who sticks to the books,
    And online encyclopedias.

    Until daylight come.
    The sun sheds its dark,
    Like I fly from silence.


    If I were left be-

    Who would I be?