Sometimes I feel invisible; people may be all around me but they don’t really SEE ME.
I wanna put on a mask; any mask that would make someone notice ME. But the masks don’t fit anymore.
Life is teaching me to be comfortable in my own skin, whether it’s acceptable or not.
Humans can be cruel but I still must be ME. And sometimes ME feels invisible.
The beauty of ME is being free to express ME.
And yes, I do feel invisible sometimes.
Living The Vapor,