Invisible

Do you know the pain of being invisible?
I don't think you do.
My unnoticed movements mean nothing to you.
Your kiss would be sweet;
Your hate would be better than nothing.

Do you know the price of being invisible?
It costs nothing and all.
What wouldn't I pay to be rid of it?
Any thing, any choice, every moment, every breath,
To be seen by you, seen with you.

Do you know the worth of being invisible?
It is freedom.
It as good as brings me life.