Like a window, you look right through.
Standing dead infront of you; can't you see me?
Reaching out, tapping you on the shoulder but you feel no touch.
I could just stand in front of you, but you see me not.
You walk right on through me; whats going on?
Im so alone. So cold, oh so cold.

These are the words of an invisible person alone....

Darlene Belcher

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/invisible-45/