• I pass through the crowd,
    and nobody notices,
    I try to be loud,
    and nobody notices.
    Am I invisble?
    Am I not there?
    Living this kind of life
    just isn't fair.
    Why do the other's
    all have friends?
    Why doesn't anybody like me?
    When will my exile end?
    It's as if I'm in a bubble,
    and no one can see.
    That I'm just a normal girl.
    However I am incredibly lonely.
    I wear the right clothes,
    and say the right stuff.
    The most I get is a glance
    but that isn't enough.
    I need someone to listen,
    I need someone to care,
    because living life like this,
    just isn't fair.