I am here,
But you don’t bother noticing.
I am seen,
But only in the background.
I am heard,
But just as static.
There is a girl.
She lives in the back.
She is worse than invisible.
She is not noticed.
She is a background character.
She is lonely,
Because no one sees her.
She wishes she were
Invisible.
Then she’d have an
Excuse.
For why she’s not
Noticed.
And she would be
Unique
Enough to be able to
Stand out.
If she were
Invisible.
