There’s a girl
who sits under the bleachers
just another day eating alone
though she smiles
There is something just hiding
And she can’t find
a way to relate
She just goes unnoticed
As the crowd passes by
And she’ll pretend to be busy
When inside
she just wants to cry
She’ll say
Take a little look at
the life of Miss always Invisible
Look a little harder
I really really want you to
put yourself in her shoes
Take another look at
the face of Miss always Invisible
Look a little closer and maybe
then you will see
why she waits for the day
When you’ll ask her her name
The beginning,
in the first weeks of class
She did everything
to try and fit in
But the others
they couldn’t seen to get past
all the things that mismatched
on the surface
And she would close her eyes
when they left and
she fell down the stairs
And the more that they joked
And the more that they screamed
She retreated to
where she is now
And she’ll sing
Take a little look at
the life of Miss Always Invisible
Look a little harder
I really really want you
to put yourself in her shoes
Take another look at
the face of Miss Always Invisible
Look a little closer
and maybe then
you will see why she waits for
the day when you will
ask her name
And one day
just the same as the last
Just the days been
in counting the time
Came a boy
that sat under the bleachers
just a little bit further behind
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