I just replied to about 5 pieces... more to come...

The world spins around me, revolutions and rotations
Pay me no heed, I'm just an idea, a hallucination
I'm invisible, weave myself into the social background
Another thread on the curtain, acoustics in a world full of sound
Pass me by, look up when you see me, I don't exist
Snub me? Love me? No, just ignore me, I insist
I'm the beggar on the corner who just doesn't catch your eye
I'm that girl with the cart for whom you don't have the time
I'm the single father stocking shelves you don't see when you shop
I'm the one who fills your gas tank, merely an afterthought
I'm the retarded child you pretend isn't ever there
I'm the cripple you glance through with a blank stare
I am every man, woman and child you would think to no think about
I am every person alone in a world that would rather leave them out
So walk past me, leave me be, and you just wait and see
This is life to me, but it is free, and that is the key
Absorb yourself in your lives, leave alone the old and faded
But with an existance like that, I ask, who is truly isolated?