This way too

This is a poem by my friend regina

I'm just so tired of being ignored of being non- existing i feel invisible like cellophane, be noticed.....well i just can't, they treat me like I'm not even there as if I'm dead and gone or even worse, like a common criminal, a murderer, or some dumb con, the only time I'm noticed is when I'm doing something wrong they snap at me and scold me and interrupt my song. they're so loud and I'm so not look how different we appear to be. they are old and they are young and stuck between is me, anti-social tendencies are not the cause of this , I'm just not like them, not at all and that is the cause of my diss, I'm counting down the hours until i come back to you i miss your attention and your smile and i wonder ....... are you feeling this way too?