Bad Day (Irony #3)

Do you know the feeling of being invisible? 

You were there, but people act like you weren't. 

You were there standing right in front of them, but they didn't look. They avoided you, they didn't want to even look at your face. You tried to look at them; they seemed like noticed, but they didn't want to have an eye-contact with you, so they looked away. You wanted to try to talk to them, but you can't think a word... You wanted to ask, "Why?" but you just can't. You felt like digging your own hole by asking such thing, so you discouraged. 

The next time you see them, they were having chit-chats with people who are your friends, too. You joined. You talked to the person who has closest relationship with you at the moment, you laughed. But they seemed like not liking you. They went away. They laughed together just for themselves. They avoided you. You knew you used to be with them. You knew it so well, how you made good memories with them. You cried inside. You suffered so much to not cry for real. You tried so good. You succeed.

Then comes your last encounter with them for the day. They still avoided you. They walked here and there randomly, trying so hard so you can't find them. But you found them. And once again, you wanted to try to talk to them, but you can't think a word... You were so negative. You were so doubtless that if you talk to them, they would ignore. Deep inside, you knew that they are actually not that bad. But well, you discouraged. 

You want to know so bad the actual reason behind all of this. Your chest hurts so bad. Your eyes feel so hot, you want to cry... You want to cry your heart out so much. All you ever wanted to know is the answer of your short, pitiful question: "Why?" but nobody answered. The only thing you want besides your answer is to sleep. A long sleep, and forgetting all your pain when you get up. 

If you've read this until the end, I appreciate it. Thank you so much. :)