Small stories by a small girl #30

being alone had become custom
she did not wonder anymore
for a reason why they weren't looking
she knew that she was unseen
that even the ones she held dear
was better off this way
she knew now how to disappear
how to be okay with it
but the tears still came
like the rain pouring outside
everything could be so sunny
then the clouds came
and nothing stood still
but her heart and mind
there was no stopping the storm now
it would soon come crashing
she would be in the middle
destroying only herself
cause how can you destroy others
when they aren't even there