wrote this around christmas time... its cohort in poetic words is called 'disciplined breakdown' which i will post as soon as i locate it

long ago
i was seen
pulled out of the woodwork
and placed
on the balcony
of a theater
i worked my way down
front and center
this was all because of a boy,
i regret to say
but this visibility lasted
much longer than he
i'm fading now
back into the woodwork
they see me not
as i run,
screaming,
tears drenching me
waiting for someone to
aknowledge me
consider my pressence
help me rid myself
of my invisibility factor