Wallflower

Am I here?
I can't tell.
Yeah, I'm doomed,
I'm going to hell.

Do you see me?
How would I know?
If you do give a damn,
It sure doesn't show.

I cut just to bleed,
To feel the pain.
Though you may not notice,
I sure as hell ain't plain.

Am I invisable?
This is unreal!
No matter what you say,
It won't change how I feel.

Am I really here?
Can you see me now?
What have you seen,
So far, and how?

If I'm not real,
If I'm not here,
Then how the hell
Do I feel this fear?

I feel the pain,
And know I exist,
Just to remember that
I'm very low on your list.

And, if ever,
I begin to forget,
I'll just remember
That I have no debt.

Then I will fly,
My black wings ablaze.
Maybe then you'll notice,
And you'll be amazed.