The Sole Feather

Like a feather in the breeze, I move around fluttering in and out of people’s lives.
You don’t really pay attention to it, you don’t really realise that I’m there.
I don’t make a sound, I’m just there present, observing.
Scared of what I’ll lose if I were even to be chosen.
I stick to the sidelines disguising myself with smiles – a disguise I know too well.
People tend to forget I’m there, in a crowded room, I can easily hide.
Disappearing for days comes to me easily.
If you notice I’m gone, don’t worry I was never meant to stay.
I know you won’t miss me for too long, I’ll be forgotten in a day.

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