Always Forgotten. Never Gone.

Im forgotten. Just a wasted space, people call me invisible, but I just call my self fragile, hurt. Im not gone, but maybe it would be a lot easier if I was. I have those thoughts a lot, ever since the accident. Its hard to feel when everyone and everything you love is gone. Except for me, I have someone, someone to live for, someone to love. But he's just a wasted space too.