Invisible

Nothing here, nothing there
Nothing to say, nothing to explain
Today I won't even get the sun
Nothing to show, nothing to pretend
Nothing to judge, nothing to avoid
Today no one will hear my voice

So many lights, so many looks
What do you have so much to look at?
So much darkness, so much darkness

Because it's true, I feel invisible
The times I prefer to be seen
And deep down, I just want to be found
The times I prefer to disappear

I feel the power to see without being seen
When no one notices me it is
When I know that I exist
I'm not Mephisto (eh!)
Not even the Antichrist (ah!)

I hide not for pleasure but for necessity
Like Houdini, unpredictable
Without magic or spell I become invisible
And impassively I dig the trench of my war
Pleading: Swallow me up!

I can be real, I can be fiction
Just material or just illusion
But I have control

And even though I know I'll never see him
I know there is someone else who must have
The same intention as me

The essential is not seen by the eyes, that is why there are days when I choose not to be there

And that is my truth, and that is my truth

Because it's true, I feel invisible
The times I prefer to be seen
And deep down, I just want to be found
The times I prefer to disappear

I've gotten used to being transparent
Among the crowd that does not see me even though I am present

And I feel absent only when I disappear
Wrapped in my smoke bomb
Wells described me, Dali painted me
But nobody understands why I am like this
If you ask how I do it, nobody answers
Not everything has an answer!

Because it's true, I feel invisible
The times I prefer to be seen
And deep down, I just want to be found
The times I prefer to disappear
The times I prefer to disappear
The times I prefer to disappear