Invisible
There’s nothing to hold onto… no one to watch you become something great … wondering where did everyone go? Did I do something wrong …it makes me feel invisible like I’m a nobody … who will be there to catch me when I fall? No one cause I’m all alone in this world… the more no one’s there I become weaker /insecure … the moment I being to be mean, selfish, evil, turn emo, and go into the darkness no one will even notice …but I bet if I end dead or run away maybe then people will start to notice my presence.. There will be some who pretend like they actually care and those who really does care about me…
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