The Amazing Invisible Girl
I feel like cellophane,
Like a ghostly shadow
That’s creeping at the edges of your vision.
You look right through me like I’m not even there.
I don’t even know if I’m truly here anymore,
That’s how much you make me doubt myself.
I think I catch you watching me out of the corner of your eye,
But I turn and you’re gone again,
Shutting me out once again.
So you can turn your emotions on and off with the flip of a switch?
Or are you just that cold inside?
I wish you’d let me melt the ice around your heart,
But you just look right through me
With your frigid stare.
How can you condemn me when you’ve never given me a chance to begin with?
I guess it’s all just the luck of the draw,
The roll of the dice, with you,
Isn’t it?
If I’m lucky you might give me one word, one glance, one gesture.
You might mention my name in passing conversation,
You might acknowledge my presence.
But is it worth it to hang on those little things,
To hope and pray and cling to what scraps I’m given?
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