The Invisible Girl

I’m standing right here.
Why don’t you see me?
Why do you walk right past?
I’m standing right here.

I’m screaming out.
Why can no body hear me?
Why are my calls mute?
I’m screaming out.

My life is falling to pieces.
Why doesn’t any one care?
Why can’t any one help me?
My life is falling to pieces.

I know who you all are.
Why don’t you know my name?
Why am I left in the unknown.
I know who you all are.

I’m six feet under.
Why did no body see me off?
Why do you all walk over me like nothing’s happened?
I’m six feet under.
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Some of my friends had to write a poem about their personal hells for school. I didn't get this assignment, but I liked the prompt.