Invisible

Shakespeare
Can suck it
All of those love sonnets and stories are so sappy
Always make me feel crappy
Cause there’s no Romeo
To my Juliet
Or maybe I’m Michael Buble
And I just haven’t met you yet

But that’s a lie, all my friends know
That there’s… this guy
He’s sweet, he’s charming, he’s handsome, he’s buff
He’s like a drug
And I can’t get enough

He’s the tall dark and handsome
That every girl swoons over
Creamy mocha skin and a smile
That reaches up to his electric blue eyes
That sparkle like there are two miniature stars on either side of his face
So that when he looks at me
I can only blush and look away
He’s like Beethoven, playing symphonies on my heartstrings
A sweet love song that I can’t find the words to sing
About the bruises and skinned knees I got when I fell for him


But whenever he walks by
In my head I’m poetic
But all that comes out is “hi.”
I’m this clumsy ball of nerves
Who laughs too loud at all your jokes
Even the ones that aren’t funny
When you smile at me, my legs turn to honey
And my girls say to just bee yourself
But I wish I was more like her.

The girl you pine over
The short, stick thin asian
With greek letters on her chest
Who always looks half dressed
Because she thinks leggings are pants
But that’s not the point
Of this love triangle

Because she’s taken and I’m not
But when it comes to love
I’m invisible
You see right through me
To gaze at her
Long sleek black hair
That I want to pull
Behind her ear
So she could hear me mention
How lucky she is to get your attention

I don’t understand it
Because that girl you drool over
Is the one I whipped past
On my way to the top
Of every class
Looking over my shoulder yelling SUCKAAAA
But you like her. Not me.

Mother ffffffff
Of mine, tell me I’m awesome and he just doesn’t see it
That he’s too busy watching Twig Legs
To notice who’s sitting next to him

My mom said go out, have fun, you’ll feel better and plenty of guys will ask you to dance!
Well… yeah… but they’re only trying to get in my pants

I’ve yet to find a decent guy
Whose best friend is Ed Hardy
Does the fist pump at every party
Arms look like miniature tanks
Pickup line is hey what’s your sign
Or shawty lemme buy you a drank
But you ain’t T-Pain
So No, thanks.

When all seems lost on my night out
I spot a nerdy wallflower
Who I’m sure would love to grab dinner and watch the Two Towers
So I saunter over with my best sexy hip swing walk
And I
Open my mouth to talk
But he
Cuts me off only to say
Sweetie you’re cute, but I’m gay.

So it’s back to square one
With my one square
Who prefers lines
Over curves.


I know I’m not the Kate
To your Leopold
So I’m resigned
To having lots of cats when I get old

But remember that while you’re chasing the girl of your dreams
My heart is tearing apart at the seams
And you can’t get why
She won’t give you a chance
She or even a second backward glance
When I could stare at you all day

Just know that when her rejection
Pushes you down, flat on the ground
I’d lie in the grass with you
And watch clouds go by
Until the sun was chased away
By the night sky
And we could gaze at all the little lights
That looks like fireflies
Who twinkle their wings
Like the ones that flutter in my stomach
Whenever you walk by

But I’m still an awkward caterpillar
And you prefer the slutterfly

So I’ll stay wrapped in my cocoon
Of shy glances and unspoken thoughts
Because I wish I could be what you want
But I’m just… not.

So I’ll stay hidden in the background
Emotionally camouflaged from you
But of all abilities I wished for as a kid
I never wanted to be
Invisible.