what about the nobodies and the nothings?
what about the invisible girls?
the people who walk the hallways alone
they learn to hold their heads high as if they wear crowns.
they write about magic from the plain old ordinary

no one understands
no one wants to understand
why? because no one wants to listen

no one listens
no one wants to listen
why? because no one wants to care

but wait they do want to care
they really really do
but…. but they can’t

and they want to listen
they really do
but they can’t

they can’t care
they can’t listen
they can’t understand

they only live in in their bubbles
in their own universe thats already been made
they walk down the halls they’ve known all their life
because nothing is different
and everything is the same
they don’t dare let the invisible girl in