Invisible Me

Subtle.
Want to be seen, but don't want to be in the open.
I realize that I've only been hoping
For a moment to make you proud.
But I guess my actions aren't too loud.
I guess you'd rather not look.
You probably have me figured out
Just like a book.
But what you don't see
Is me here, willing and waiting.
I'm not the type to push myself
In front of you and be impatient.
I never miss my mark.
Because I'm always there.
But maybe people just get too wrapped up
In their own affairs.
They don't notice me.
I guess I'm a wallflower.
I guess I appear too quiet
To seem like I have power.
I feel so underestimated
As though people think I'm weak.
I think that they ignore me
Because I am too meek.
I feel like I've been showing signs
But others just don't get it.
And when I speak aloud at times
It's like I never said it.
They say I'm pretty
But they don't know the mind behind my face.
They say I'm quiet
But they don't hear the words that've been disaplced.
So I'm giving up
Because I know that it'll always be this way.
Who gives a fuck
When nobody will even notice me anyway.