You come, you go
No one notices
You laugh, you cry
No one sees
You yell, you hush
No one hears
And the worst part is,
you got used to this
You think you deserve,
all of it
You're not worthy
You mean nothing
If you disappear,
no one would care

I'm right here
Don't you see me?
I'm just a silhouette,
standing here and there
Touch me now!
Say that I'm gone!
No, I'm right here,
front of you while,
all of you laugh, talk and share
But soon, I'll be gone
I'll do the inevitable
Because if I'm gone
I'll no longer be,
invisible

I don't really like people.
Like, until I know them,
I just don't like them.

That's why I'm bad at making friends.
I don't want to.

That's why I yearn to be special.
I don't want to be like them.

That's why even though I think I'm prettier than the average girl.
I don't think I'm pretty enough.
Or thin enough.
Or smart enough.
Or good enough.
I think I'm better than the average person.
But I don't like the average person.

But then there's the people I do know.
The people I do like.
All of my extra affection goes to them.
All my extra respect goes to them.
All of my extra worship.
And loyalty.

I either dislike you.
Or I like you way more than you like me.

Sure, nag me about how I need to make friends.
I don't work well with people.
1   They don't listen to me
2   They don't notice me
3   They think I'm shallow
4  They aren't aged like me,
Mentally children.
5   They don't understand the power (the curse) the agony
Don't even know about it
Don't understand why I can't be a kid
'Cause my life's dedicated to finding the truth
And not going crazy
And I can't stand their ignorance