Invisible Poem by Megs Yea

Invisible



You go to school, work and go home.
Invisible to the world and to your parents.
Trying to speak out is usless because no one cares,
No one knows your name.
Stuck inside your own world, inside your mind thinking things will get better...soon.
Tired of being invisible, alone, with no one to talk to, no one who cares.
The cold steel hits your wrist and the river to your freedom of this prision escapes from you.
You'll be known from that day as the one who became noticable after your life.
Looking on in Hell you think that it was all worth it now that they all know your name.

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