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I used to think I was invisible

Unseen by everyone

As I walked amidst them

While they chatted feverishly

About their days

And nights

Their love lives

(or lack there-of)

Their problems

Their happy moments

Their defeats

Their victories

Their lives

It's not hard to think

That you're invisible

When no one notices you're there

But now I don't think so anymore

Instead

I know

I can just disappear

Into the background

And lose myself

In the darkness for awhile

Until I feel like coming out

And trying to be noticed again

Only to have it fail

Again

Because I'm invisible

To you

And the whole wide world

And probably

Even to god

But then again

What's wrong with being

Invisible?



July 5, 2002