Invisible

I guess
maybe not only I
will read my words.

After all,
I did hand a poem to the teacher
and she must've read it.

And now
I've given a poem to Evan.

After my panic attack
or whatever you want to call it,
cccccI sat out.

I had a black marker
and a dirty but blank
piece of paper.

And, for the first time,
I didn't
consider
my words.

I just
cccccwrote
as it came.

In all,
I think it only took me
ten minutes
to finish it.
And I didn't edit it.

I left it completely
raw
with my emotions,
no smoothing over.

Before I could change my mind,
cccccI tucked it under his bag
cccccand then moved

to sit somewhere else.