Poetry Readings

Invisible

Hello...it's me...Can't you see?

Are you blind or Am I just crazy?
No, I'm not and I won't believe it. Can you hear me, at least alittle bit?

It's like I'm transparent like a window, or like a ghost I'm invisible. My soul hasn't left my body yet, so I'm visible.

Everyone but him is staring at me. Now I know I'm not gone, I can't be. Why can I see, why can't he?

Maybe I'm only invisible to him, maybe. I'm waving, he's looking, does he see? Or is he just looking at the girl behind me?

I mean she is pretty, but so am i. Does he know that she's petty?

I'm the right one for him, not her. But he doesn't see me, I'm just a blur.

No one sees me, well maybe a few. I want him to see me and maybe others too.

He's the one I want... he's the one...I want him to see. But he wants her, he doesn't want me.

{8/15/16}