“Imaginary what? Invisible who?”
People always say.
Actually, I’m neither of the two,
But they laugh anyway.

See it from my point of view,
I beg to try and explain.
I'm a person just like you,
But it always ends the same.

I get stepped on and crushed,
Like I’m not even there,
Tossed around and pushed,
It’s like no one cares.

I’ve never had a handshake,
Or even a high five,
You’d think it’d be a piece of cake,
But have you ever tried,

To get someone’s attention,
That doesn’t know you’re there?
Chances are like slim to none,
And it’s just not fair.

I can never tell,
How much I actually grew,
But last time I checked, well,
I think I’m 5 foot 2.

I’ve never been asked “How do you do?”,
Instead I’m completely ignored,
Or a “Bless You” for my “Achoo!”,
Or a shove when I have snored.

At dinnertime, I just give up,
Because no one is even aware,
When I spill my entire cup,
Or fall off of my chair.

I hate to play hide and seek,
Because I always have to pee,
But even when they all peek,
No one ever finds me.

People see right through me,
I might as well be air,
But one day they will see,
That this is all unfair.

Sure I don’t really like to talk,
But I hate it when people mock,
My ability to be a good friend,
Because they think I am just pretend.

They don’t believe I'm really here,
They think its some sort of game,
And then my eyes fill with tears,
And I know this sounds lame,

But I’ve got feelings too,
And I sometimes fall apart.
I even feel a black and blue,
Forming on my heart.