I stood in front of you, but you can you see?
What you thought was just air, is really me.
I yelled out loud, but all you feel was the wind blowing through your hair.
But really, you dont care.
Im a ghost that couldnt be mourned cause I never died.
Im a crier that couldnâ??t be consoled cause I never cried.
No one can see me, like I never existed.
No one can feel my presence, like I wasnt there.
Its hard to get it through it when you should know, Im standing right here.
Im invisible, but its not impossible to know that I exist.
If youd open your eyes a little more and look a little closer, what would you see?
Would you see the thin air, or would you actually see me?
Im standing right in front of you.
Breathing the air that you could never see, but you still know that its there.
If youd just reach out youâ??d know.
Youd know that I live and grow.
I walk and stand, I talk and sing, I lay and sit just like you do.
The only difference is Im invisible, though I still exist, but I go through my life,
Unseen, unheard, and unnoticed.
