"Non Existent" DJ Stealth... stealth...stealth...stealth It doesn't help I've been awake since you left. Sober at home alone with three kids while everyone lives their life. I sit in this chair.... I am barely noticed as people walk by me. They barely notice I'm alive. When really I'm dying and wanting someone, anyone to notice my existence. That maybe I'm not ok. That the tears flowing down my face that I try to hide is my lonely broken inside, calling out for help or a hug or a kind word... I am terrified....