Invisible.

There are those odd times when i feel like i'm invisible. Like i'm there but people don't see me. It's a funny feeling - not being seen by others. Just like a passing bee buzzing by. Or another dirty brick on the brick wall. It's like trying to talk in a room full of people but your voice gets drown out by the noise.

Invisible.

Ignored.

Overlooked.

THAT'S ME.

Then today, something weird happened. They called me by my name. Not once, not twice but countless times. And they spoke to me, and listened when i had something to say. I guess they do realize i exist. And that i'm human and not some empty walking, talking shell. I know it's a little petty but it actually makes me happy. =)

So call my name. Again and again. I don't mind, not one bit.

p/s: It's that time of the month and like always, my legs are killing me! (Lenguh! dang!) I prolly need to take some iron supplements (+ a pint of blood)