Invisible Me

 

Falls, faster than a shooting star

Too fast I fall, no one sees me

Therefore, they won’t make wishes

Who would, I’m invisible 

Yet, I fall, gloomy and cold

They notice the Autumn

Why so weary, you look cold

Yes, it is the Autumn, I am the Autumn

They never notice me as a falling star

Thus, they do not seek for reason

Because they make meaning for what they see

But… they see me in my Autumn

YK.