The phases of venus

The world spins and revolves, centering around some people and forgetting others.Me, being among those who have been forgotten.I wake up feeling empty in my cold house with bare walls and bustling parents too busy to even Rember that I'm alive.Then I head off to school to be either tormented to no end or to disappear and become invisible to those fretting about their clothes and what happened at the party on Friday.The day seeps by with me not talking and sitting alone and I deadened home to be once again forgotten about until I simply cry myself to sleep and start my dull and viscous cycle over again. Never changing and never loving...