Too old in their eyes for romance.
Not known enough for them to even say a , "Hello."
This silence is jail.
The crime was not fitting in a world just when you needed someone you longed for  to hold out a hand and to give you a chance.
Too questionable to be real.
Wanting a family. Friends. Tried so hard.
The clock runs out. Another breath from Life Death steals.
Words don't count.
Actions hardly seen.
No one seems to look when your at your best.
The world makes you numb and cold
due to being a shut out down barren roads a scattered scene.
Don't know where to go.
Why ask directions.
No one will answer you.
You are the invisible drifter.
Always to be a number 1.
Never with someone who cares
due to you being an invisible number 2.