INVISIBLE

 

INVISIBLE

I feel invisible in here,nobody to hear,
my crying voice,my dead end choice,
to write my feelings,which need healings.
Maybe writing in verse is my curse.


Invisible is my middle name,don't know the game,
but it hurts so much to be out of touch.
Nobody to see your heart,nobody to read your mind.
Life is cruel,lonely and blind.


Doesn't see the pain in me,
doesn't give me a reason to be.
Like the wind i wish to blow away my invisibility,
to find again my living ability.


Invisible is like having a thorn in the head,
which causes a lot of hurt.
What's the use of being true and kind,
when the other says "never mind"?