Sometimes I pretend to be invisible because I like the way it makes me feel. Sometimes I don’t say anything because I like when people take an interest in what I say without me having to speak at all.
I sometimes wish I could curl up into the tiniest ball and no one would notice I am gone. But my only wish in life is that some one would notice I am curled into a ball and that they would take me into their arms and open me up.
I am terrified that no one will notice when I am gone and I will just disappear. Don’t let me go.