Imagine feeling invisible to your own parents

I’m not talking old shit, but present tense

No matter how much you cry for them to see you

They complain and continue to do what they do

Imagine feeling invisible in this cruel world

Not only are you black, but you’re a black girl

Men constantly harassing you and making passes

Can’t call the cops with their trigger happy asses

Imagine, can you imagine how it feels to be me

A black girl who has to hide her sexuality

Because the world and her family is against it

The government, my people, they’re trying to omit

Imagine being nuerodivergent, a different point of view

But people look at you and others with the same hue

“You’re doing this for attention!” so often you’re told

“There’s nothing wrong with you, learn some self-control.”

Imagine going to the doctor, feeling invisible there too

Because the doctors don’t want to listen to you

You tell them what’s wrong; they let you suffer with the pain

When you leave, they gossip like you’re the one insane

Feeling invisible has left me feeling lonely and sad

Just a few good friends to confide in, I wish I had

I live in a world where it’s like people walk through me

And that constant feeling holds insecurities