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Apr 2016
I’ve got a power in my fingertip.
****! I can disappear whenever I please.
All I have to do is to snap and strip,
Then I can travel anywhere with ease.

Invisibility can be quite fun.
In a way, I am a real life ghost.
I bet I could really mess with someone.
If they made me mad, trust me; they’d be toast.

My friends want me to exploit my powers.
“Hey Brad, why don’t you try stealing a car,
Or go spy on the girls in the showers?”
But I know that would be going too far.

I use my skill in a different way.
Sometimes, I’m randomly “absent” from class.
And just like that, I’m free for the day,
Relaxing in the park; just me and the grass.

Ever ridden a bus naked before?
I have, but nobody ever saw me.
Ever wanted to get out a chore?
I snap my fingers and ****! I am free.

Alright, you’ve heard enough of my bragging.
It gets kinda lonely being unseen.
To be honest, my morale is sagging.
I am the only invisible teen.

I dream that I’m not the only one.
If there were more out there, how would I know?
But then again, there are probably none.
Well, who knows? Maybe one day they will show.
Alan Brown
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Alan Brown  M/California
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