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Another poem i wrote.. open for interpretation?

surrounded by buzzing voices
laughter, cheerfulness
high pitched voices
joking.. sometimes carried too far
emotions easily extracted from others
are impossible from him
leaving me an isolated crumb
rotting on the floor
invisible...
so miniscule the very fibers cover my head
lying in wait
for someone to pick me up
laughter fills the air around me
but none touches me
lying in wait, watching others held
loved, kissed, caressed
He!
The one with no one has more attention than me
My head spins in confusion
spins among the nappy carpet fibers
then lays back down
invisible to him
no matter who else sees
i'm invisible to him
impenetrable.. i can't catch his focus
lay back down
sleep
he doesn't notice i'm gone
maybe i'll float away with the dust
or a group of ants will carry me off to the hill
not that it would do any good..
i'd still be just a crumb
unnoticed.. annoyed...invisible


Best Answer - Chosen by Asker:

You are seeking the love of someone that is emotionally bankrupt. You want far more than he is capable of giving. You see others happy and in love and you want that also but he will not return it so you feel alone and somewhat rejected. He is with you but he does not see you. Unrequieted love somewhat. Give up on this ice cube and find a man that has love to give. Love should not have to hurt. Good guys are out there and not so hard to find. Don't put yourself in exile with him. If you don't value yourself, nobody else will either. If you are that unhappy, leave. Life is too short to be miserable.