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Under the moon I dance alone. I find myself sitting beside a lake I stare into the rippled pool of midnight blue and my reflection is all I see. I am alone. Reality is I am sitting in front of this computer crying, crying silently because I am so alone. I wish to be whoever I want and Crave to look like something I'm not. But only because NO ONE even sees me. No one accepts me. My tears are once again Wasted on this pathetic feeling as my feelings are a waste to this world. I am invisable. Invisability runs out too.