Sometimes I wish I was invisible
Then I could spy on my brother when he was with his friend
Or I could scare people by making objects float
I could be a pervert and sneak into the women’s changing room.
But mostly, because then I would look like how I feel.
Invisible.
Invisible by Alexander J. Hicks is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License.
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