The Invisible Poem by Jesse Mejia

Ever wondered how it is to be unseen?
To pass one by one
And not even care
What you've done

They walk down the street
Phone to there head
No one know they are there
Nor care if there dead

They pass one by one
Existing but not living
Breathing and moving
But heart not beating

They say they are happy
But they wish they were dead
Crying and praying
Within there heads

Their repetitive lives
Pass day by day
They ignore there loved ones
And are on there way

But what if they stopped
And looked at the sky
Would they finally realize
There no more reason to cry?

Does the answer to life
Lie in that sight?
In the second
When day turns into night

When for a moment
Everything slows down
And those invisible people
No longer frown

They see that life
Doesn't have to go so fast
They just sit there
And make the moment last

But the seconds pass
And the sight disappears
And on goes there life
Maybe it wasn't the answer to there prayers.