Im so very different, but yet i dont stand out,
I stand on the outside, alone, but without doubt.
People look right through me,
to the other side,
They just dont seem to see me, but i never try to hide.
I guess im a chameleon, blending in with the walls,
It seems the only time i am seen in amidst troubles and brawls.
I always seem to be seen when i dont want to be,
And so my accomplishments continue to go unseen.
