Unseen

Why is it that i can see you
but you cant see me
how can i touch every inch of your body
but you cant even touch me.
how can i smell your cologne
but you cant smell the slightest perfume i wear
how come i can hear you sing out the
window as you look up into the sky
but when i scream it doesn't even hit you
as if i am some sort of mime
trapped inside of a box
i walk over to the mirror
as tears fill my eyes
thinking to myself as i that gross looking
i look at my mirror reflection
what i see isn't normal and freaks me out
i get a tissue to dry my eyes
rid them of the tears that i had shed
looking once again at my mirror reflection
realizing that i am now dead!
©Amber Gomez