I am Invisible

this is one of my poems that was never a song, sorry

I am invisible
Curled up in a corner
Singing songs I don’t
Know the words to.
Humming tunes which
Have no melody
Speaking words that
Don’t exist

I am invisible
I don’t have values
Like most people
I don’t know the
Difference between
What I am
And what I am not
I don’t exist

I am invisible
I am the child
No one knows
The child who
Always gets left
Behind at home
Who never exists
Beyond the mind

I am invisible
I sulk about things
That no knows
I mourn for people
I never knew
I cry for those
Who live and
Do not know

I am invisible.

Reviews

[R E Tree]

It's interesting how people would love to be invisible and would dream of it. But you, your something different and I like that. This poem shows that being invisible isn't all that good

[Aurora Boreyalis]

its really good :P