The words you speak are what I feel. I'm a senior in High School and my family still don't see me.

ooh... *sparkling eyes*

I have read four of these types of poems, and written one, and this is the best of them all. Literally. You captured it perfectly...
You know something? I think, if I met you, you'd be visible to me. I think somehow we'd find each other and be able to talk and write and talk about our writing. Interesting thing to think about: I think writers are subconsciously linked. Really, I do.
I'm so cheesy. Please forgive me.
~Music

oh, good ending. you're invisible too?? ever been sat on? i have. sad part: they didn't realize, even after they had, that they had sat on an actual person. i was sitting there going, "umm... hello?!!" and then they were like "woah, it's a person!!" and i was like "yeah, um, screw you." and i left. being invisible can have it's perks though, teachers don't catch me eating in class. but still, i want to be noticed for my achievements. and unfortunately, it does get easier, and that does scare me. you put it very well in this poem. very well.

prior experience when? may i ask?

Wow. That is exactly how I feel...well almost exactly. That was a great poem. I especially liked the last part. Keep up all your fantastic writting! And email me your phone number. When the people were fixing my laptop they deleted EVERYTHING. My writting, my homework, and all of my progams. So...I need your number.

god, do i know that feeling... most of the time, i like being hated. (i'm not invisible. i'm just hated by each and every person! :P) you dont have to live up to anyone's expectations, you can say whatever the hell you want, and no one gives a **, and you can make fun of absolutely EVERYONE. but, when i'm trying to get some good attention... well, it doesnt go so well...

you know what? since your my buddy now, you can become a member of FU.

freaks united.join us now.make others join.