I think that I’m unpopular
No one wants to talk
And when they walk away from me
It’s faster than a walk

The doctor said he’ll see me now
But we just sat in silence
I sat there watching while he saw
All his other clients

I went to see a psychiatrist
He said he saw right through me
And then he left like he’d seen a ghost
Without even listening to me

Worried I was
I worried a lot
About my disability
But in the mirror it was apparent
That I had become transparent
I had caught invisibility!

Transparent - A short funny poem about an invisible illness