Poetry: Being invisible - by Hgomez

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by Hgomez

Created on: October 21, 2009

Being invisible is bad
Never thought of at any time,
I don't enter your mind because
I'm not worth even just a dime.

When you are needing assistance
My name will pop into your head,
But if you aren't needing my help
I am treated as though I'm dead.

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