Being Invisible
Why can't people see me?
Is the question I ask
Looking at me with their judgemental eyes
That look I despise
Being invisible walking through life
No one recognizes my pain and strife
Not opaque
Not even translucent
Just plain ole invisible–transparent
People look past me, through me
They just can’t see me
Taking my kindness for weakness
Mistaking my smile for meekness
Every single day I pray
God how much more can I take
Am I being punished for my past mistakes
Then, just like that, I open my eyes
Did I just dream I was invisible?
Was it just visual subconscious lies?
Could someone really be invisible?
I mean, is it even considerable?
Being invisible
To the seen it’s unseen
Can a person really be invisible?
Or does that only happen in an invisible person’s dreams?
Mar 4, 2022
Mar 4, 2022 at 10:55 PM UTC
Being Invisible
Why can't people see me?
Is the question I ask
Looking at me with their judgemental eyes
That look I despise
Being invisible walking through life
No one recognizes my pain and strife
Not opaque
Not even translucent
Just plain ole invisible–transparent
People look past me, through me
They just can’t see me
Taking my kindness for weakness
Mistaking my smile for meekness
Every single day I pray
God how much more can I take
Am I being punished for my past mistakes
Then, just like that, I open my eyes
Did I just dream I was invisible?
Was it just visual subconscious lies?
Could someone really be invisible?
I mean, is it even considerable?
Being invisible
To the seen it’s unseen
Can a person really be invisible?
Or does that only happen in an invisible person’s dreams?
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