Invisible

I wonder what it’s like to be invisible; even just for a day.

I would eavesdrop without caution.
Listen to what they say.
About me?

No way.

But indeed they do, I’m just in denial. They’d say it, and it hurts. They’d say it, and they mean it too. They’d say it, and I’d believe them.
Are we lost in a bundle of lies, or the truth? It pains me that I believe it, and I can’t go back and change. I can’t move forward to make a fresh new start. I can’t even run away, even when I had the opportunity to do so.

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But the moment I’m visible, their voices are mute.

It’s as if they’re shooting me with bullets, but they’re shooting the other way.

So I don’t get hurt.

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Invisible

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