Could I be wonderful?
Amazing?
Beautiful?
I am invisible, except my mistakes.

I hurt.
I am invisible.

I hide behind a mask, masking my mistakes.
I mistakenly mask my mistakes,
Striving for something more,
I mask my invisibility.
But that is my mistake;
I should be invisible.

But people don't know what,
or why,
they do this.
Am I the only one?
The only person?

Others are invisible.
They mask their invisibilities.
They hide their mistakes.
They think they are the only person,
But that makes me the only one,
The one that realizes what
Terrible hurt there is in the world.
Who else knows?
I want to cry.

AM I THE ONLY ONE?