You feel invisible,
Like you don’t matter.
Unseen, unheard,
The third wheel, the tenth batter.
You speak your mind
But they don’t hear what you say
So you take off your clothes
And that feeling goes away.
You feel invisible,
Like you don’t matter.
Unseen, unheard,
The third wheel, the tenth batter.
You speak your mind
But they don’t hear what you say
So you take off your clothes
And that feeling goes away.
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