Invisible

"When you are happy. you understand the music; When you are sad, you understand the lyrics." 

This is really kinda true. I've always got this friend; she's not really drop dead gorgeous, nor does she have a show-stopping personality. But for some reasons, people like her. We worked in a restaurant together before, and some customers see her as their sister, daughter, granddaughter, great-great granddaughter, great-great-great granddaughter...... you get the drift la. Even my boss see her as her daughter. 

So, yeah. Enough with my self-pity. Enjoy the song :)

I take these pills, to make me thin

I dye my hair, and cut my skin

I tried everything, to make them see me

But all they see, is someone that's not me

Even when I'm walking on a wire,

Even when I set myself on fire,

Why do I always fell invisible, invisible.

Everyday I try to look my best,

Even though inside I'm a such a mess,

Why do I always feel invisible, invisible.

Here inside, my quiet hell,

You cannot hear, my cries for help,

I try everything to make them see me,

But everyone, sees what I can't be.

Even when I'm walking on a wire,

Even when I set myself on fire,

Why do I always feel invisible, invisible.

Everyday I try to look my best,

Even though inside I'm such a mess,

Why do I always feel invisible, invisible.

Sometimes when I'm alone,

I pretend that I'm a queen,

It's almost believable.

Even when I'm walking on a wire,

Even when I set myself on fire,

Why do I always feel invisible, invisible.

Even though I try to look my best,

Even though inside I'm such a mess,

Why do I always feel invisible...

Invisible......