Invisible
like an empty shelf with no books
dirty laundry in a closet and stinks with neglect
like you're there but you're not there
like you're crushing on a boy but he doesn't know you're there
crushed and yearning for some attention
doesn't matter
you could do a million crazy things and still not know you're there
like a precious treasure
it means more to you than the world can offer
many things are missing in our life
but we'll never know because we're missing all the signs
we'll never know because to us it's invisible
imagine if our parents is gone
you'll notice because they've been there all their life
Now imagine if you lost a stone, your consciousness, your feeling
in the world there are all sorts of people
to them you're invisible because you don't fit their "standards of lifestyles"
you can choose anything you want
You can choose to be known or to be invisible
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