Amongst friends, I feel like foe. For I no longer appear in their thoughts, and barely witness their accompaniment.
For when I do, I go unnoticed, although they are distinctly aware of my presence.
My words are unheard, as they believe their voices and opinions are much greater than my own.
My very existence is overshadowed by those who I hold dear. Yet, I keep them close, for my friends come in very limited numbers.
I have come to the conclusion that I am a living ghost. Dominated and dimmed by the likes of society.