invisible...

Whoever said 'love is blind' is right. You don't see me. You don't hear me. You don't even know I'm there. I want to show you I'm the one for you, but how can I do that when I'm invisible? You follow her like a lost puppy, wandering aimlessly after her. Trying to show her how great you can be. But she doesn't see, for she has the same blindness for you, as you have for me. Is that what love is? One big circle of blindness from one person to another? When you smile at her, I can feel my heart crumble underneath my skin. It's tearing me apart. When you finally notice me, I will be a pile of dirt torn apart and stomped on. But if you look closer, you'll see those foot marks are yours. How can I love the one that hurts me the most? I want to hate you, to feel that anger rise inside of me, my fists clenched. However, when I see you, my heart melts under your beautiful eyes, and my stomach clenches. But you only see her. Her and her short-shorts, not me and my t-shirts. Does popular really beat nice? Does rich really beat poor? Yes, because you just see right through me. I'd like to think fate is on my side but when has it ever been. I am invisible.