Invisible
You don't even know I exist.
Am I that invisible?
I wish you would notice me.
If only as a friend.
I like you.
A lot.
I see the way you treat everyone.
Like they're special.
I see how smart you are.
Even though you laugh when people tell you that you are.
I want to know you.
The real you.
I want to make you smile.
But you don't even know I exist.
It's stupid that I like you.
I know it won't happen.
You could never like me like that.
And I can get used to that.
Eventually.
But for now?
It kills me inside.
Guess I am that invisible......
This poem is about:
Me