outsider

As I walk into the room
There are poeple all around
As they talk among themselves
I am pushed off to the corner
Do they hear me when I talk?
Do they notice when I am there?
Can they see my silent tears?
.........The anwser is no
I am invisible to them
As they walk past
Its like, I'm not even there
Everyday its the same shit over again
Sometimes I wonder if its worth living for
Will they notice if I'm gone?
Will they care?
Will they be glad?
I try to think somebody will care
But as the day goes by
I may be wrong
They won't care or will even notice
I am truly an outsider
Should I live or die?
I guess we will find out soon.