Invisible

Invisible Can this be happening?
This is nothing, but a joke, a mask, a disguise.
Thin sheets of emotion, like glass, easily destroyed by a fist.
Why could you not see?
Do I have to scream it out?
You are so high above me, I can never hope to reach you.
I reach out to touch you, but get pushed away by you.
I need you
Yet that need goes unseen by you.
I am invisible
Empty, broken, forgotten