invisible through ignorance

waiting for acceptance
in a world of petty lies
no one wants to see
when a world where everyone dies.

so we see happy clouds
instead of acid rain
and we see junkies
instead of burning pain.

We would like to say
that everything is fine
when we know life's a nightmare
and no light is gunna shine.

Our memories distract us
when we cry or mourn
our thoughts should quiet us
instead they make us scorn.

'Everyone just wants to be loved'
Or so someone used to say
But when he died
no one cried
and silently slipped away.