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Like Being Invisible
I sat down in the school cafeteria as usual. My eyes watched over all the students. I sometimes wondered if I was invisible or if I was behind some wall and they couldn’t see me. Everyone around me fit in with each other so well. I was left here alone though to wonder where I was meant to be.
No matter where I went it was like I couldn’t be seen. I’m sick of wasting all my time here sitting all alone. What can I do though? I can’t make them see me. I can’t make them see something they have no interest in. I don’t want to sit on the outside looking in at all of them. I want to be with them, playing their game. I want to exist like they do.
The things that they say, they may think I never hear about them, but word travels fast. I listen to it all but try to ignore it. It’s not like they really know anything about me. Its all lies, it’s all what they think, what they think they see. None of it’s the real me. They don’t care though, they’re not interested to know what’s real and what’s fake.
If they gave me a minute they would see the real me. If they could read my mind they would see that there’s more to me then meets the eye. They might understand then that they’ve got it all wrong. Maybe they would see that I’m not who they think I am, but they’ve never even given me a chance.
They can’t know someone they’ve never spoken to. They can’t understand someone they have never really met. It’s not possible but they wish it were. So I sit here alone listening to the lies about me. I try to ignore it but it’s so hard when those lies are what leave me to sit here alone. No matter what I do everything is wrong in their opinion. No matter what I do they make up lies and make it all worse. So here I sit and wait for the lies to fade away for a while.
They don’t know how it feels to be outside the crowd. They don’t know what its like to be left out. They don't know how it feels to be your own best friend on the outside looking in. They can pretend to know it all but in the end they don’t know and they don’t really understand. No matter how much they pretend they can’t know or understand something they’ve never really gone through.
Well I’m tired of staying at home; I’m bored and all alone. I’m sick of wasting all my time. Why don’t they all see? I’m just like them. All they have to do is give me a chance and they would see it too. They look away though and turn a blind eye towards me as if I do not understand.
They act as if I’m stupid, deaf, and blind. I am not stupid. I understand them all just fine. I am not deaf either. I can hear all the words they say, every lie they tell. I am not blind. I see what they do, it’s all perfectly clear. If anyone is stupid, deaf, or blind it is them for they can’t see that I’m just like them. We’re not that different but they don’t see that. I don’t know why.
I’m always here sitting alone because they don’t want me near them. They want to make up lies instead and pretend I’m like this or like that. I’m not any of those things though.
One day though maybe they will see and they’ll understand how I feel. It will be too late for me by then for I’ll have moved on past this but for the next person who’s like me. Maybe they will all be able to see. I would like to see that in this world. See where everyone can fit in and no one is left out of the game. In a world where there is no one left behind. In a world where people do not make up lies because of something they do not understand, instead they learn and ask.
It would be nice for everyone if the real world was like that but wonderful things like that are only things you see on TV or in your silly little day dreams. Rarely do things like that ever turn out to be true. It would be nice though, don’t you think?
