I’m not invisible as you might think
I hear, I see, I feel
you don’t want me
yes I do
no one cares about you
I think that’s not true
if I died no one would come to say goodbye
my mind is constantly racing with the yin and yang
and all this time I look from the outside
and look into me
a confusion that you don’t understand
but to me its normal
AND THE RACE GOES ON AND ON