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Invisible Me
They have eyes to see, but somehow, they don't see me They say they love me, and how important I am to the family. I feel so alone' I can hardly breathe, I guess that's the problem I wear my feelings on my sleeves. They pass me by, going here, going there, but they never speak so I guess I'm nowhere. Invisibility should be my middle name, but terrible breaks is my claim to fame. I've always wondered, when will my turn come, to shine to thrive, to be number one, In the lives of my loved ones, those who care so deep' who has let me down to the point of no sleep. tossing and turning like a merry-go-round, I'm invisible you see, so I can't make a sound. I pretend not to be, not to know, not to see, how they bend me, and break me, like a branch on a tree, That tumbles in the wind on a stormy day, being tossed about struggling, to find my way. Someday they'll wonder whatever became of she, that shadow of a person whose name was me.
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