The Unseen
What does it feel like to be invisible?
To feel like nobody knows.
What does it feel like to be empty and faceless,
but still manage to be exposed?
Why does it hurt to be invisible?
Why can't they hear your screams?
Even though you cry out for help,
all you are and will ever be is the unseen.
I've felt what it's like to be invisible.
And trust me, nobody knows.
To be invisible, is to be stuck.
Never moving, never changing. You can't grow.
To be invisible is to be stuck.
Nothing you do will ever show.
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