• as i trip in the hall, as i fall, i wait for one to reach a hand out to me, but it never comes, so i sit there, just waiting and staring, wanting to rip my heart out. theyve forgotten me. im invisible now, so why stay? they dont need me. not anymore, so i sit here and stair at the floor. take my heart, take my soul, i dont want them, for they hurt too much, and then it hit me, i dont need them anymore either, i can move on too, so i will.*next day* i fall again on to the floor, my books all scattered and covered with dirt. i stood and looked at the ground, i didnt see my books, wat happenedd? i looked up and there was a girl, she was holding my books, and well she was a nice girl, and obviously im not invisible to her.