Justina Blue - Living Ghost

Watching but never watched
Seen but never really looked at
Listened to but not really heard
Invisible as the air
No one notices when im there
No one knows when I cry
Or when I sometimes wish to die
No one notices it I cut my hair, stub my toe
Or breath the air
Wonder if they would notice if im not there.

Justina Blue

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