If I Was Invisible

It would be great

I could go wherever I wanted,

Without getting looked at funny.

I could make an absolute mess

And no one would know it was me.

I would be free of the judgement of others

But if I was invisible

I feel like people would be confused

Why is that car driving around with no driver?

Why are things going missing off shelves?

How did that door just open when nobody is there?

And.

Who would hear me complain?

Who would be there when I need a shoulder to cry on?

Who would pick me up when I fall?

Who would ask me how my day went?

So, I think, in the end, being invisible might not be for me.

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