Invisiblity

People wish for a power They wish to for invisiblity to disappear but disappearing is a curse I have an invisiblity cloak glued to me with the world's best glue I can rip and pull and scratch it off but it only leaves for a second and gives me nauseating illusions of being part of something and then it's back hiding me from the world smothering me in deep waves of silence and solitude I'm sitting right here right next to you and yet you ignore me you close the gaps between you and whisper goddamn whispers they kill me their sharp edges cut me with piercing un-spoken words If I could have a power, any power I wanted I would chose to be seen to be talked to to be shared in the moment to be part of it

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