You see past me,
You see right through me.
Yet you still have the ability
to laugh when I fall.
Or chuckle when I seem diffrent then you.
Tell me your Opinion.
Who am I to you?
If I don't matter
Then you are my mistakes making you so happy?
Am I a nobody.
The one who is invisible in every ascpect.
Or am I a somebody
The one you has the ability to make others laugh
Rather for her mistakes,
Or her charm.
Does it really matter
Who I am to you?
Do you not notice me for only your social standards.
Or am I just taking up your valuble air.
But you yourself
waste air on me.
You laugh at my mistakes,
as I have said before.
You aknowledge me
only when I am down.
 
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