When ignored everywhere
I feel like a white crayon
Everyone sees me yet they don't
that is the worst feeling... blan
I don't feel invisible
I only feel unwanted
Like a white crayon in a crayon box
Feeling lonely and hated
There is a spark of hope for me
All I have to do is wait
For the person who uses black paper
Then my life will be great
Don't go trying to hide your light
In a world that likes darkness
For then you only loose yourself
And gain hopelessness
