Invisible Woman

Feed me seeds, water, and sun.

So when I part my lips something may grow

faster than ego, quicker than I’d

starve waiting for what leaves my mouth to bear fruit.

I wish I had a voice to feed the masses.

To feed myself, starving for attention,

seeds, water, and sun.

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