Invisible Sin

Invisible illness, invisible friends, invisible family
What happens then?
The pain becomes worse
Loneliness sets in
Next comes depression
Is that not a sin?

They don’t want to hear, talk of what they can’t see
Don’t care if you cry
It’s redundant, you see
Keep your chin up
Lie about how you feel
But wait, isn’t that?
Yes, that is a sin

I’m NOT invisible, I just want to scream
It’s the illness, you see, that isolates me
Do they care, do they know, do they think about me
Or do they think in their hearts that they’re better than me
Because guess what people—guess what if you do
You’ll find in the end that it is not true
With that kind of logic, you will not win
Because I know for SURE, that THAT is a sin

LMWilkins