I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I hate to be treated as if I'm invisible. I get incensed when people talk across me or refuse to catch my eye in a restaurant or shop.
It would be cool to be invisible, but I'm afraid of what people would say about me if they didn't know I was there. Some things are better left unknown.
As a private person, professionally I am invisible.
It's hard being visible, so I've made myself invisible.
I want to be invisible.
Make visible what, without you, might perhaps never have been seen.
The thing that I've decided is, I don't want to be invisible, but I'd like to be transparent. I want people to see what I'm thinking and see through me.
Ninety-nine percent of who you are is invisible and untouchable.
I know that I have a face, a look, people aren't used to seeing. A presence.
I am an invisible man. I am a man of substance, of flesh and bone, fiber and liquids - and I might even be said to possess a mind. I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me.