Invisible To The World Poem by Monique Kardashian

As I sulk into a deep sorrow,
Alone in a dark room, with only 3 people.
Me, myself and I.
Who would ever know,
That I could ever get this low.
I sit upon the moon, and gaze upon the world.
No one even remotely knowing who I am,
Loneliness is my best friend.
No one knows my pain.
A thousand deaths I may die, without anyone ever taking any interest.
Sometimes I just want to be needed.
Hope for them to give me a compliment, or maybe just a glance,
Impossible for a non exisiting thing, that I am aware.
A pearl is not a pearl until it is out of its shell.
My shell is stuck.