Sometimes I wonder if I’m actually even here:
If the space where I am supposed to be is, indeed, just clear.
Stood in a queue, a man walked in, and got served first:
It makes me so annoyed, that I feel like I want to burst.
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Well Angela, I see you and I feel you on this poem as well. I can relate to this rather easily. We've all been there at least once in our lives. Continue to shine. so then the ones couldn't see you before will get an eye full now! ! ! Also, when you get the chance, check out some of my poems and vote' as I've done on some of yours. Thank you and stay sharp! !