Crowded!

Sometimes I wish I was invisible...
Often I believe that I am;
like my movement doesn't skitter any electrons of any particle,
like wind doesn't require to split to fit my body in,
like nobody can see me, when I'm on my own.
But they do...and I wonder why
Why do they see me...
Why do they notice me at all...
Why am I counted as a part of their own species…
Why am I not like a spirit, a ghost!

You don't see me,
you don't notice me at all.
I move around often with my stares at you
and with all the basic desires.
And you look at me like you're looking through it all...
Like I'm invisible...
I'm not felt through any particles that consists you.
I am like a ghost, a spirit,
Unfelt, untouchable!