Cellophane

I hear the world buzzing by, In silence I rely, Yet I cry, For I see with my hearts eyes, Cellophane should be my name, Invisible I remain, Screaming out in vain, Even invisible he use to see, Now he is blind to all thats me, My curse is feeling, Caring, Yet I'm all alone, With cellophane I am home, We are sharing, Bearing the pain of loneliness, Sharing the shame of knowing it, We're invisible and incompetent, And so he's blind you see, But yet he supposedly loves me.