Invisible

by Emily Strickland   Jul 14, 2004


Look At That Girl
The One Who Eats Lunch On Her Own
Even Though She Smiles
She Wishes She Wasn't Alone

Inside She Wants To Be Noticed
For Someone To Stop And Say Hi
But Everytime They Look At Her
They Just Walk On By

All They Do Is Joke About Her
Everyday Is Always The Same
She Just Wants Someone To Talk To Her
And For People To Know Her Name

She's Always Miss Invisible
And Inside She Just Wants To Cry
Because She Is So Lonely
And Still She Doesn't Know Why

Why People Can Be So Mean
When She Has Done Nothing Wrong
Everyday The Teasing Gets Worse
And Time Seems To Drag On So Long

If Only They Would Get To Know Her
And Put Themselves In Her Place
They Would Understand What It Feels Like
To Be Talked About In Front Of Your Face

Nobody Should Feel Left Out
And Be Shunned Away
Everyone Should Feel Respected
And Be Treated The Same Way

Take Another Close Look
At The Actions You Choose To Do
Remember That You Wouldn't Like It
If They Were The Ones Picking On You

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