• Sometimes I wondered what it was like to be invisible.
    To fade away from the world around me.
    To not be heard, or seen by the prying eyes around me.
    Sometimes I longed to just become invisible.
    So I could escape everything.
    So I could be nothing, to no one, at no time, at no place.
    One day I learned what it was like to be invisible.
    To notice that people carried on, like I wasn't even gone.
    No one was affected by my absence.
    Like before when no one was affected by my presence.
    I think all those times I was wondering and longing,
    I was blind to the fact that I was already fading.
    And once I'd finally noticed, I was already gone.
    And now I just wish I could be seen...
    If only long enough to say, "So long."