Invisible

Invisible, that's all I am to you.

You don't notice when I walk in the room.

All my tries for your attention fail,

And my life is overshadowed by gloom.

 

Invisible, that's how you make me feel.

I talk to you and you just turn away.

Why can't you at least respect me?

It hurts that you won't give me the time of day.

 

Invisible is that I know I'm not.

Obviously you aren't worth my time.

If you can't see what's right in front of you,

Then you aren't worth a single dime.

Author's Note

I know this has kind of an abrupt ending, sorry about that. This is one of the first poems I ever wrote.

Reviews

[deeps]

Wow! This is full of powerful emotion,
Very well expressed and written as well.

[Elrebmik™]

LUV IT! Great job! :)

[Omar]

Reminds me of the first poems I ever wrote too :) Usually about the same topic (If not always). Thanks for sharing, it's kind of a nostalgic and goose-bumpy read (You know, reminiscent of all the mainly teenage struggles).
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[ebur™]

i loved this one! I didn't think the ending was bad at all, I think it was like in your face like "if you don't even see me here, well then forget it, your not worth it". Nice work. :)