Invisible.

What do you see when you look at me?
Do you see what I see?
No, you wouldn’t because you don’t look at me.
I’m invisible, unwanted, unneeded, unloved.

You just walk on by, like I’m not even there,
Not a second glance,
To you I’m a waste of space,
Waste of breathe,

Oh don’t worry,
It’s not like I have feelings,
It’s not like my hearts breaking every time,
Just don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine pretending I’m okay.