You Were Too Late

• Jayden Scheier, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2019

I am invisible.
They look at me
But never see me.
They talk to me
But never listen to me.
I walk by
But their eyes look through me.
Until you.
When I saw you I froze
Because you could see me.
And hear me.
You saw me the way I was.
And I felt special.
And you might have known me too.
Might.
But none of it mattered
Because I was to broken to be put back together.