Invisible Man

Life has gotten me down again
I stare my blind eyes out to a purple sky
Lying on my back on my bed
I dream about being happy
I dream about finding love
Who would want to love me?
I’m in pain
I laugh but on the inside I’m crying
No one will even take time to listen to me
I’m the invisible man
No one notices me until I’m needed
No one calls just to talk
No one asks how my day was
I’m not alive
I feel something
Neglect?
Depression
I don’t eat
I don’t sleep
I haven’t been happy in years
I think of death as a constant
I don’t fear it
At times I wish it
People don’t know who I am don’t know who I am
I wish for death
But will not act it
Am I a coward?
Am I smart?
Or a bit of both?
Who knows?
I sure don’t
I hate more than I love
I love friends
I love music
I hate everything else
Am I ranting?
Or crying for help?
I feel lost in a crowd
I feel abandoned with friends
I feel stupid
I feel invisible
I am the invisible man