Invisible

Walking down the street,
I am a ghost to all those around,
I'm staring at my feet,
To my space I am bound.

I slide through the spaces,
Between people, between buildings,
I can see so many faces,
I can see so many things.

There are no words to describe,
The emptiness I feel,
I'm a member of no tribe,
My life, to all concealed.

Walking down the street,
I am invisible yet true,
I am there enough to feel the heat,
But not good enough for you.