Invisible

There are few times when being invisible, not being seen, is a good thing. There are more times when being loved and wanted and held are what really matter, what life is all about. In my own life I have felt invisible and I can't say that I've ever liked it. I put up with it, yes, but I never really liked people going past me a crowded street in Manhattan, for instance, and not seeing me at all. Recognition is something hard to get, hard to struggle for, but if a person is ambitious (and I am), then that's what a person must fight for.