Am I invisible,
With my absent mind?
Am I capable,
Of doing anything right?
Is it possible,
For me to not complain?
Can I do anything,
But bitch all day?
Can I be grateful,
When my parents are nice?
Am I allowed,
To lay and die?
Is it possible,
For me to think through life?
Do I ever,
Show common sense through life?
Am I invisible,
With my absent mind?
Am I capable,
Of doing anything right?
