People always look right through me,
It's like I'm never there.
There's nothing there, nothing to see
Just boring plain thin air.
I try to speak but no one hears
My voice just like a breeze.
Everyone shouts loud and clear
Ignoring me with ease.
I walk straight by, you'll never know,
No one to notice me.
These are the colours that will never show
This face, you'll never see.
I walk a long a lonely path
So far away from now.
Watching people talk and laugh
In ways I don't know how.
I fade away, I have no choice
You'll never know my name.
You'll never even hear my voice.
This is me, Miss Cellophane.