My Miss Ripley & Other Poems

Invisible

I so much want to share something to you.
But it seems like you no longer interested on hearing them.
Just wanted to outburst my negativities and anxities to you.
But it based on your current replies, you no longer want to hear them.

Am I being negative again?
Why is it that it feels like everyone is not being true to me?
Wanted to be numb, but I felt a pang of pain.
Am I being burden to everyone?

Am I invisible to everyone?
That you can only see me when you want something from me?
But when it is me whose asking for help or  someone.
I was left ignored as if you did not see me.

Obviously, there is what we called favortism.
They are high prioritized, while I got the least one.
I'm no numb nor dumb, but I felt out-of-place.
All I need is someone to listen, but seems like no one wanted to be that someone.