Invisible,Forgotten, Wasted.

The title of this blog are the three feeling that I have been feeling for quite some time now!
Invisible- Everyone else is moving and I am standing here waving in your face but what do you see? Nothing. I have been screaming to the top of my lungs at you but you still turn your head. I talk to people and I am not acknowledged. I feel like I am a super villain because my power of invisibility is not being used for good but then again it's not used for evil either. I am stuck here and no one is looking for me or at me.
Forgotten- I can say something to you and you will forget it in a split second whats not to say you don't forget me all together in the future. Everyone is leaving me and forgetting me so why bother sitting here and waiting and not forgetting a single word you say to me? I want to be remembered for the things I do but everyone just forgets in the long run so why try? I sit in front of you and stare at you thinking I hope you never forget or leave me... but I think I am already fading from your existence. I am being replaced by air...
Wasted- I am here for what? I will eventually be out of your life anyway I am being wasted by time. I am wasting time trying to help or hinder people. I am waste to the world because I have yet to show the world who I truly am and what I am capable of. I am wasting my breathe explaining what I think I am worth because I am not worth much to many people anyway.


Long story short I am a wasted person that is being forgotten and eventually... invisible.

Let It Out.

I don't care what race you are or where you come from there is always someone out there that has gone through something similar if not the same as you. Pain doesn't just happen to you so if someone offers to help you, accept. You never know what will happen if you finally open up to someone about what you are going through. I personally have so much pain and anger bent up that I cry out of no where. I have fear that there is no one out there that will ever truly understand the pain and suffering I have gone through but I think opening up to someone that has had problems, big and/or small I will feel much better in the end. Bottling my emotions has cause more heartache and tension than anything. I think since I finally expressed my pain to others I gave up holding it in being afraid of what others would think of me. I will always get that tugging feeling in my stomach when I think of all I have been through but I think since letting out I have felt peace within my soul. I will always believe from now on there is someone out there that is willing to hear what you have to say and you should let them hear it without fear of judgement.