its been awhile since i actually sat down and wrote something that meant anything to me. This peice explains how it feels to be the unnoticed kid that stands in the corner at parties and other social events. Ive recently become that invisible girl upon moving almost two hours away from the only home Id ever known and my high school. I unfortunately had to switch school and have a hard time meeting people and finding somewhere to fit in within the large sea of public school students. Hope you enjoy. All comments are welcome THE UNSEEN standing feet glued to pavement, eyes locked in the distance, stumble, fall... they didnt see you again the invisible child waiting, waiting to be seen, just a glance for a mere second thats all she wants to not be unnoticed to not be invisible day in, day out. Even those who usually notice her pass her by without a glance she murmurs under her breathe tears push at her eyes as she realizes shes nothing a mere waste of space and oxygen no one around in the crowded world cares to see her face.
