I am the latino sitting in the corner.
The one no one knows is there.
The latino no one would even miss
If I was no longer here.
I wont speak to anyone
Unless they speak first
But even then there's a strong chance
That I might not even say a word.
I love to smile and make people smile
And when I get the chance, even cry.
It's how I tell people
What's going on in my life.
I write mostly stories and poems
About my friends or my life.
It's something that I think
Helps get rid of alot of strife.
I'm also the latino who will not fight
But piss me off and I'll have to strike.
I'll put you in your place
And show you who's right.
So who am I?
Someone who's not really there.
A figment of your imagination.