Invisible
The outsider,
the girl who doesn't fit in,
the one who hides,
no one knows her within.
She sits alone everyday,
still no one cares.
They treat like she's
some kind of stray.
She walks through the halls,
with a lonely attitude.
She calmly traces the walls,
with great gratitude.
She's in love with a guy
who doesn't even know she exists.
She trys and she trys
to get him to notice,
but he's one of those stupid guys
who think unpopular girls are bogus.
At night she crys
all alone in her bed.
She wishes he would love her,
but he chooses the pretty girl instead.
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