Lesley Bass - Invisible

People walk past me
Not knowing I’m there
They talk about me
Like I’m invisible

They bump into me
As if I can’t be seen
They wonder why I cry
People treat me like I should die

I’m tried of trying
I’m so sick of crying
Yeah sometimes I’m smiling
But inside I’m dying

This world is cruel
For they don’t see me
They’re just looking around
I wish I could be found

People walk past me
Not knowing I’m there
They talk about me
Like I’m invisible

Lesley Bass

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/invisible-47/