My voice
   My thoughts
       My questions
     And my dreams
They all seem to be invisible
        Why you ask?
Because I can be in the middle of a room
And no one will realize I'm there
     As if I am a ghost
I am invisible
As if people never truly realize I'm alive.
   A beating hart
Blood flowing throw me
   A human, just as you
But instead of getting treated like one
  This girl right here
  Gets pushed to the ground
One stomp, two stomp, three stomp done
It's like a game to see how long I can last
   Will she breach this time
Or will she keep her head up
And continue walking.
Life is a joke for example
       Today's image of a true beautiful woman
It's a joke, thin fair skin no marks and fake *****
We're is the truth in that
Were is the truth in when we lie
  When we pretend to be someone were not?
So lady's and gentleman I highly encourage you to stand up be your self even if it means getting ignored
Don't let your self be a clown.