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I fight so hard to not be invisible
Or is it that I chose to be
A girl that no one sees
Am I the girl you pass by
And you say hi
Or the one that you pass by
And see right through my eyes
As the days grow longer
And the nights go shorter
I get more and more afraid
Of the outside world
I ask myself these questions
How? and why?
And why is it that I can't fly
Into my imagination anymore
Am I that afraid of myself?
Or is it the people around me?
My actions and words
Don't make sense
I'm falling into unconciousness.