The Wanderer

Can you see me?
Am I transparent?
I know I appear to be nothing more than a hollow shell,
but I understand more than you know.
Though my mind wanders i'm still here.
Still able to recognise your voice,
your touch, your presence.
Confused as I may be i'm still breathing life.
How let down I feel by such a narrow minded society.
Sentenced to death without a plea.
This can't be it.
Cast aside from the confides of reality.
The voice in my head just screaming out for somebody to understand.
Just to listen to my prayer,
for when I last checked I was still human.
Still able to differentiate emotions.
Please take a second glance.
For deep down i'm always going to be me.

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