Invisible, by Little Miss Meeks
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No one sees me
I sit alone
I listen to other conversations
On my own
I try not to care
No one wants to sit with me
They just avoid me
Why can’t they see?
What I’m really like
I’m still that strange girl from primary school
A weirdo is what they think I am
Don’t they know I’ve changed, I’m cool?
When I was younger
Before I started at the high
I was a freak
And I know why
I was bullied by everyone
I was just someone to tease
This didn’t make me feel good
It did not put me at ease
This made me uncomfortable
It made me shy
I couldn’t have been worse off
It’s enough to make me cry
I’ve had a lot of time for change
Four years have past
I am a totally different person
But I’m still the outcast
I do have fine friends
In school and out
But the people with a status
Know if they talk to me they’re out
So I sit quietly to myself
Invisible to the popular eye
I can’t change their minds
But I really don’t try
I don’t want to be in a group
That doesn’t see people for whom they are
See what happens after we’ve finished
I’ll make something for myself, I’ll go far
They can ignore me if they want
I hate what they do
Do they think of other people?
What if it was you?
For now I’ll stay invisible, but at our reunion
You will all see
That the one you should have been with
All along was me
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Posted: 2008-02-06 10:44:27 UTC |
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