Invisible Sometimes when I can't sleep I let my feet carry me Through the house. My family sleeps soundly And I can hear them breathing. I want to be like them, Able to sleep, Able to dream and laugh. But I am awake, Prowling the night Like a ghost. Sometimes I think I could be invisible For all they care. I think I would like that, To be invisible, Always prowling, Alone and never having To watch my back. I could love invisibility, Learn to love the dark, Maybe even that Little piece of me That's trapped in a living nightmare.
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