Invisible

I am not invisible, yet people walk on by.
They pretend not to hear me, they do not hear my cry.


I am not invisible, yet I am ignored.
They pretend not to know me, they refuse to let me come forward.


I am not invisible, yet no one listens to my words.
They think I am unimportant, so I remain unheard.


I am not Invisible, yet they treat me like dirt.
They seek to destroy me, but someday they will feel my hurt.


I am not invisible, I am a person too.
And when my time comes, my suffering will be through.


I am not invisible, and soon I will be heard.

And when that day comes, they will hang on every word.


I am not invisible, someday I will shine.
And when that day comes, the world; it will be mine.