The Invisible One

You won’t see me along the streets
Holding hands with that special one,
You won’t see me at the party,
The one everyone looks forward too,
For I am just stand by the wall, staring
Looking into the unresponsive eyes of the masses
No one notices me.

Eyes slip by me, take no note of the shadow I seem to be,
Lifeless, perhaps they can tell.
Ironic really.

Suicide is not an option for me, as I feel dead already,
Betrayed and slain by my very thoughts and emotions.
People will never know me,
Depression is not an option,
For there is nothing to depress myself over,
I know I will never have anything more.

Invisibility is not an option either, it’s a way of life.
A personality.

Me.

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This is my first attempt at poetry in a long time, hopefully it isn’t too bad, lol.