Ignorance
You looked right through me.
I was beneath you or so the story goes. You’re nothing special so I go home. Pleading ignorance to another lost soul.
Jason Ridpath
SourceLicence:Public domain
You looked right through me.
I was beneath you or so the story goes. You’re nothing special so I go home. Pleading ignorance to another lost soul.
Ridpath's poem is about the sting of being treated as invisible. It opens with one blunt line: "You looked right through me." Someone has failed to really see the speaker, and that single sentence carries the hurt.
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