Girl Non-Existent

As the blazing sun
Begins to obscure its face
With the lush dark greens
Of the willowing trees
A pallid apparition
Worked itself into the crowd

No trace of a smile
Could be seen on its lips
Not even a faint glimmer
Of light be reflected in its eyes
Her face was like that
Of a mask frozen in time

Though seemingly distant
Like a picture unperturbed
Inside of her was a tumult
Of unbidden emotions
Wailing in sheer protest
To be recognized and known

In truth she was no ghost
Of flesh and blood she is made
Yet she is one and the same
For she remains to be unseen
By the very person she had wished
To behold and find her true

No Wooden Puppet

I wish God will be reminded today
That I am no wooden puppet
That can be taken out when needed
And be put back when the show is over

The strings serve as the noose
That clutches my throat
Strangling me to death

I am all flesh and blood
I can feel the gentleness of joy
I can feel the sharpness of pain
I sing with happiness
I cry with sorrow

I am no wooden puppet
I am a human struggling to live
Cut me and I bleed
Stab me and I die

Spare me Lord
I wish to be seen not found