Miss Always Invisible

by Marie Digby

There's a girl
Who sits under the bleachers
Just another day eating alone
And though she smiles
There is something just hiding
And she can't find a way to relate
She just goes unnoticed
As the crowd passes by
And she'll pretend to be busy
When inside she just wants to cry
She'll say...

Chorus
Take a little look
At the life of Miss Always Invisible
Look a little harder
I really really want you to put yourself in her shoes
Take another look
At the face of Miss Always Invisible
Look a little closer
And maybe then you will see
Why she waits for the day when you'll ask her name

The beginning
In the first weeks of class
She did everything to try and fit in
But the others they couldn't seem
To get past all the things that mismatched on the surface
And she would close her eyes
When they laughed and she fell down the stairs
And the more that they joked
And the more that they screamed
She retreated to where she is now
And she'll sing...

Chorus
Take a little look
At the life of Miss Always Invisible
Look a little harder
I really really want you to put yourself in her shoes
Take another look
At the face of Miss Always Invisible
Look a little closer
And maybe then you will see
Why she waits for the day when you'll ask
Her name

And one day just the same as the last
Just the days spent in counting the time
Came a boy that sat under the bleachers
Just a little bit further behind...

Heroes....

The real heroes in the world don't wear capes..

Wanderings...

I guess it's been a while. The past month has probably been one of the hardest of my life...so many things....so much growing up. I don't even feel like the same person that I was at the end of the summer. I feel so different. At first I was a little lost, but I think I found myself again.

Dad's been getting shots every week and that's been helping to fight the cancer. This week, he started radiation treatment to finish off what might be left over from the tumor.

I don't know if I've just been denying that this whole thing has happened, or just pretending that it is some dream that I'm really not a part of. Or, because of all of the miracles that have happened along the way, I have a hope....I pray it is the latter.

As for me, finals are next week and I am swamped with assignments...all things that I could have done at the beginning of the semester, or at least half-way through, but put them off till the last possible moment. It's alright. I'll push really hard this week and maybe be able to keep my name on the Dean's List. Maybe.

My friend, Kim, was baptized today. I was very humbled that she asked me to speak on the Holy Ghost, and grateful at the same time. It has been a while since I have been able to publicly share my testimony...I was thankful for the opportunity. I was also grateful that she asked me, so that I would be able to share with her the wonderful news that we are never alone, and that God has provided us with a Comforter, to help us in our hard times. He can ease the pain of loss when we grieve and erase the nagging cares of our lives through the peace that he brings. How grateful I am for the unspeakable gift of the Holy Ghost.