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you're staring right at me but seeing everyone else. i'm staring back, but my gaze is forever lost. my transparency's apparent as you stare at the visible people. and you're one of those people, who was there, who existed, who will be remembered today. i'm not one of those people. i'm one of the never-was. i'm the cigarette-lender. i'm the guy who makes you laugh a laugh that means nothing. and i'm drowning in an ocean of visible people. i'm a jelly fish in this ocean of sharks. i sting and i amuse but i'm invisible, and i'm forgettable and my being here is certainly not regrettable, but it's certainly not memorable. and i'm one of the never-was, i'm one of the might-as-well-not-have-come. i'm the guy standing in the corner, blocking your view of the bare walls.