Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own Ryo. Because I do not own Ryo, there is no way for me to own Yu-gi-oh or anything from it.
Invisible
Crowded Hallways,
Broken lockers,
Druggies, Jocks,
Cheerleaders, Nerds
Emo kids, Preppy kids,
Black Kids, white kids, Japanese kids,
All this and more...
Yet, I feel unseen
Like a watcher,
An outcast,
Only because I am different,
I talk differently, I look different,
I am not like them.
A few reach out, for a moment,
Then they see what I am.
So, I wander,
Alone,
Unliked,
Invisible.
You would think that home is different,
That there is someone who loves me,
That it can't be all bad.
Mom's dead,
Dad is allways working,
I am more alone at home than school.
I didn't ask to be different,
I wasn't responsible for it,
Yet, the way they treat me,
Like a freak,
A monster,
A ghost.
You would think it was my fault.
Just because I am the Invisble Boy.
They treat me wrongly,
They force me out,
Only because of their fear,
Fear of the unknown,
Fear of difference,
Fear, of change.
They fear my difference,
But, don't they see,
I have dreams,
I have fears.
I fear losing myself to it.
The black cloud,
Ever present,
Threatening me with total darkness,
Binding me to it.
I don't realize this,
They can't see the cloud,
Well, not all of them.
There are a few,
I pushed them away
I don't need their help...
A/N: I wrote this for a friend, who says that she hates me. I am sorry and I want them to know that. If you read this, friend, you know who I am.