Miss Invisible

There's a girl Who sits under the bleachers Just another day eating alone Though she's smiles There is something just hiding And she can't find a way to relate But she just goes unnoticed As the crowd passes by And she'll pretend to be busy See you when inside, she just wants to cry She'll say Take a little look at the life of Miss Always Invisible Look a little harder, I really, really want you to put yourself in her shoes Take another look at the face of Miss Always Invisible Look a little closer and maybe then you will see why she waits for the day When you'll ask her her name The beginning, in the first weeks of class She did everything to try and fit in But the others they couldn't seem to get past All the things that mismatched on the surface And she would close her eyes when they left and she fell down the stairs And the more that they joked And the more that they screamed She retreated to where she is now And she'll sing Take a little look at the life of Miss Always Invisible Look a little harder, I really, really want you to put yourself in her shoes Take a little look at the face of Miss Always Invisible Look a little closer and maybe then you will see Why she waits for the day, when you ask her name Then one day just the same as the last Just the days been in counting the time Came a boy that sat under the bleachers just a little bit further behind