I'm not that girl who is irresistible; the girl that you pine over for months, even years. I’m the after thought. I’m not the one that the “hotties” “dig”. And I’m not one to complain. I have never been good with the “hotties” or maybe, just not good enough. I’m the girl with the frizzy hair and glasses; who rolls out of bed in the morning and feels invisible all day.
I’m not the girl with a lot of friends. Maybe, I don’t know how to socialize or maybe I’m just unlikable. I’m not the girl who starves herself for attention. I’m the girl who says things loudly and crudely just to make you steer clear. I don’t have a lot of style, I have t-shirts and jeans.
Sometimes I look onto those girls with admiration and sometimes with utter disdain.
Sometimes I envy their shamelessness and sometimes I just can’t grasp the concept of these people. Maybe I just haven’t grown out of the seventh grader inside of me. Iron clad with braces and tragic glasses, I really was invisible. Maybe I still am.
Do you grow out of being invisible?
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3 comments:
do we all really want to be the person who stands out?
generally they are usually hated by the majority and liked by the few.
certainly it is better to build friendships with people who like what you are rather than what you are or look like.
the jock or the princess may seem to have it all, but deep down they aint got anything.
its best just to watch from the sidelines and take it all in.
nice blog!
rocky
wow, this is deep. i felt like this everyday of high school. then i sorta became weirded and corkier, but more social, i like to think. :]
Im that person, kind of, but im a guy...and to large to be invisible. But when I was in school I sometimes felt the same way, I was lucky enough to have a huge core group of freinds, who were the "hotties" and "Jocks" but while I had them everyone else didnt like (me) I was just there. Most of the girls I dated back then were just trying to get closer to my freinds(Successfully, some freinds 'eh) But here I stand 7 years later, Single, but with a good job, nice car, and alot of new freinds, though only 1 from High School, weird. BTW the QB from my HS team has no job, lives with his grandma, and is completly lost in life(hes whatching me type this shaking his head) Granted he still runs through attractve women like Bad Taco Bell(got hit 4 that) but I'm happy and alone, and hes unhappy with all his charm(him-football, me-shop class
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