by Harshita Das aged 12

I feel ignored
I do not try to stick out
Like a raw diamond
Amongst stone
I do not try to blend in
Like beads
In a necklace
No one notices
My sorrow
Nobody cares
When I am happy
I feel like
A grain of sand
On a beach
Trapped amongst
Beautiful seashells
Easily ignored
Not worth a second glance
I feel like I am invisible

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