Do I exist

Do I exist, or am I just a breeze? 
Talked and talked, yet met with silence, 
Do you hear me? 
Hello hello hello
Years and years of seeking a response, 
Silence became the echo to my chatter.

I can be the wind, strong and wild, don't you think? 
You see I am chaotic enough  
But no, I am chaos unnoticed, 
A gentle breeze that slips by, 
That you come to enjoy for a time being.

Yet, a breeze is not what your soul craves when it longs for a storm. 
And I can never be that tempest, 
For there's nothing left to notice in me. 
I am the faint light of evening and not the emerging of the dawn.
A shadow in the twilight, unseen and unspoken.

I am the whisper in the night, the murmur of forgotten dreams, 
I am destined to fade, but do I wish to shine? 
No, I am used to the silence, 
Used to fading away, 
Used to living without answers.