Invisible
I am who I am,
But I am invisible yes I am.
I only wish to be seen,
Like I see myself to be.
But I am invisible.
To me I want to be seen but everyone walks through me.
At my core I am still not visible and nor seen.
I go through the halls,
And everyone walks through me like I am a ghost.
The only way you see me is the trail I leave behind me,
I am only seen by the eye of true friends,
They help the invisible person stay human,
And then he is visible from his core shining bright in the
Light of his sight of the world
That changed my life forever,
And this is my story
. Of the invisible person…