AM I INVISIBLE?

A Poem by poetdweller

What, am I invisible?
Don't pass me on
I'm not the quick skimp in the art gallery
I know you can see me,
I must be there.

Have I passed up into the ghost?
You speak of me when I'm not there
But my presence makes you silent
What, do I have something on my face?
Or am I invisible
And you weren't speaking of me
Because you didn't feel like it
And I "wasn't there" to your eyes

Once I was visible
We hung out during class
Sharing jokes
Laughing and playing around
While getting our work done.
But I did not see
The backstabbing part of you
Where you only talk to me
Because there's nobody better to talk to
Where you turn away
When I'm not there and
Decide within your circle
That I'm a lesbian
Guess what? I'm NOT!

Am I invisible
Or do you refuse to see?
Blinded by worldliness and hate
Or is it for a reason?
Ha, am I actually saying I deserve this?
No.
I'm not invisible
I know you can see me,
I must be there.
And you just don't look