Hetalia Feels

Forever Invisible (P)

Warnings for: self harm, loneliness, suicidal ideation, & suicide by drowning.
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No one sees me.
I sit,
Invisible
In the meeting room
And I am lucky
When I am not sat on.

No one sees me.
I sit,
Invisible
In my room
On my birthday
Singing
Happy birthday to me.

No one sees me.
I sit,
Invisible
Knife in my hand
Tears in my eyes
While I paint red on the canvas
That is my body.

No one sees me.
I sit,
Invisible
Until someone mistakes me
For my brother.
And then,
Once they learn I am not him,
I am invisible once again.

No one sees me.
I sit,
Invisible
As my own brother's eyes
Slide over me
As if I wasn't ever there.

Maybe it would be better,
So much better,
If I really wasn't there.
If I was truly
Invisible

Now here I am,
On thin ice.
I'm crying, but I know
It will all be over soon.
Kuma-whatshisname looks at me
And asks me who I am.

I don't know.
Who am I?
It doesn't matter.
The ice has broken.
It will all be over soon.

Will they see me
At the bottom of the pond
When I am dead?
Will they mourn?
Will they notice that I'm gone?
Probably not.

I am,
And always will be,
Forever
Invisible.

I sink,
Invisible.
No one will see me
When I'm gone,
I think.
I will always be
Invisible.
Invisible, invisible, invisible.

I close my eyes.
Invisible.
My body goes still.
Invisible.
My heart stops beating.
Invisible.

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This is Canada, for those of you who couldn't tell. How was that? My first poem, I don't even know if I could call it that. I hope that it wasn't completely terrible... Anyways, don't forget to request! Constructive criticism welcomed and appreciated! Bai~

~Weirdanimewriter out!

Character: Canada.