I lay on my bed thinking of this person day in and day out just wondering what their mind thinks about,
And how they say they can see what others can't,
But in the end you find that they are just talking to the wall instead of you.
Call me invisible,
The one you can't see but only hear.
Like a ghost in the room trying to tell you something only in the whispers that are barely audible to the human ear.
You see, this person that you like and like for all the good they have done in this world,
And how they act around you and say things that make you feel like your the only one they care about,
Is all a lie in your mind because they have their heart set on someone else.
Call me invisible,
The one you can't see but only hear.
Like a ghost in the room trying to tell you something only in the whispers that are barely audible to the human ear.
I am not mad,
Nor happy by this feeling that keeps me prisoner in my own head.
The ghost screaming what their saying to only be heard like a whisper,
Most only think of me as a shadow on the wall anyway.
I just thought you were different...that's all.
Call me invisible,
The one you can't see but only hear
Like a ghost in the room trying to tell you something only in the whispers that are barely audible to the human ear.