Not Seen

Standing in the mirror you see your complexion, as people walk by with no recollection, You look all around at the place you call home, to find things of others things you don't own, You go to the living room to see a family of three, as they sit by the fire and watch t.v, You stand in front of them and ask whats going on, but they don't hear you when finally you realize your gone, Not remembering how it happened you dig deep inside, when a vision pops up and you see yourself cry, Now you remember how it all ended, you died from a broken heart that couldn't be mended.