Invisible
There’s always one in the room A person you just don’t see One that always goes unnoticed And not because aesthetics don’t agree There’s always one, who feels inferior One who’s always had it rough From the way they look to how they speak They feel they’ve never been enough There’s always one, who is unhappy One who always hides behind a façade Who tries hard to make a difference But nobody sees or knows to applaud There’s always one, blinded their past One who sees only weakness Blinded to the strength within them By life’s unrelenting bleakness There’s always one, feeling unworthy Of success, happiness, and love Looking enviously of those lucky few Like they’ve been blessed from above There's always one, c arrying the weight of the world One who gladly took the blame Never thinking twice about taking a hit Or wanting anyone to do the same There’s always one, who doesn’t believe in themself One who feels happiness ...