Isn't it strange that I can be near you,
Next to you, talking to you,
And yet you never see me.
You never seem to notice me,
Never hear me laugh,
You seem to see right through me.
As if I'm made of glass.
You used to notice me,
You used to see only me, as if no one else was in the room.
But now I'm invisible.
Now I'm nothing
Now everywhere I go, I hear you,
Everywhere I look, I see you.
Even when you're gone I watch you.
But even when I'm right in front of you - you never see me
I wonder, if I went away and left,
Would you see me then?
Would you miss me?
Would you even notice?
