Invisible Me
They have eyes to see, but somehow, they don't see me
They say they love me, and how important I am to the
family.
I feel so alone' I can hardly breathe, I guess that's the
problem I wear my feelings on my sleeves.
They pass me by, going here, going there, but they never
speak so I guess I'm nowhere.
Invisibility should be my middle name, but terrible breaks
is my claim to fame.
I've always wondered, when will my turn come, to shine
to thrive, to be number one,
In the lives of my loved ones, those who care so deep'
who has let me down to the point of no sleep.
tossing and turning like a merry-go-round, I'm invisible
you see, so I can't make a sound.
I pretend not to be, not to know, not to see, how they
bend me, and break me, like a branch on a tree,
That tumbles in the wind on a stormy day, being tossed
about struggling, to find my way.
Someday they'll wonder whatever became of she, that
shadow of a person whose name was me.
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