Invisible

a credit card

a car to run around in

clean clothes to borrow

someone to pick up dinner

I'm in the shadows

does anyone notice?

Beg plead borrow promise

no one listens

no one helps

I'm right in front of you 

but you look right on thru

Food bought for me 

disappears

and they wonder why 

I'm not happy

take my clothes

even those never worn

don't bring them back

that would mean you notice

I'm tired so tired

of being invisible

not counting

not worth the effort

day in day out

they all feel the same

You make me feel visible

is it any wonder

I love you?