7I pass you in the hall,
I smile and say "hi";
I can't even tell if you heard me-
You just keep walking by.
In class, I ask you a question;
You look up, clearly surprised-
A one-word answer, yes or no,
Then you avert your eyes.
I wonder, am I invisible?
Not "cool" enough for you?
Do you really only see me
If I make the first move?
Do you even try to know me?
Oh no – your friends resist.
Tell me, how can I talk to you
If I don't exist?
I sit next to you in math,
You don't understand the work;
Instead of merely asking me,
You turn and ask some jerk.
I let my hair fall in my face,
Trying not to scream-
Frustration washes over me,
But you're too blind to see.
I wonder, if I was transparent,
My soul clearly displayed,
Would you want to meet me, then,
If my life was an open page?
Or am I so dull of mind,
So ignorant, to you,
That even with all my heart revealed,
You'd scoff, and ignore me too?
But if not – if you liked what you saw –
May I ask: what then?
Would you keep me by your side,
And try to be a friend?
I have no answers to my questions-
No one knows but you;
But until you answer me, I'm still
Invisible to you.