Invisibility

You walk down the street everyone looks in your direction.
You walk into the room and people rush to greet you.
When you talk no-one takes their eyes off of you.
Every step, every word, every movement is captivating.

And yet here I am.
Not noticed.
Not welcomed.
A performer and yet still invisible.
Words come out and people walk away.
I stand next to you and there is not even a glance in my direction.

What is wrong with what I am.
Why can’t I be seen.
Why can’t I be seen by friends
By strangers
and especially by my family.

Invisibility.
Not something I strive for.
Not something I want.
But something that was thrust upon me.
Like an evil curse that I cannot escape.

I want to break free.
To escape.
To finally be seen for all that I can be.