Invisible
She dances on a dark stage for a sold out crowd
Afraid someone might see her and leave her
No one wants to be a part of the train wreck
Just watch it as it happens or slowly pass up the wreckage Getting a good enough look to have something to talk about Far enough away they won't be asked for help
She stands in the middle of the street screaming into a pillow Everyone can see her but pass on by
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