Disappearing

I sit in my cold room, again,  
And feel myself slowly vanish.  
For who is there to see me go:  
Who really cares if I fade out?  

I shut the door so if I cry  
No-one will hear or see my tears  
But, my tears are like half-penny coins:  
Pointless and immaterial.  

Why should I cry if no-one will  
See my sadness and comfort me?  
They are all too busy counting:  
Huge, unstable piles of half-penny coins.  

So, it is better I just vanished  
To some place I’ve not seen before.  
No-one will see me go:  
No-one can see me anyway.  

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