Here goes the heart.

I just discovered another little piece in the what's wrong with me puzzle.

I always feel invisible.

There is still a small girl inside of me that screams, "Notice me! Notice me! Hey over here!" but for some reason I still always get overlooked and forgotten about. It's not anyone's fault I'm just an invisible person. I don't try to do anything to make a name for myself. I just want someone to see me and see beauty and value but I am afraid that if I push myself out there then I am defeating the purpose of having someone see me. Of course everyone sees the clown in their face, but who notices the treasure in the corner? Or the person standing in the back? There are people like me who are so special and have so much to give but feel useless because no one even notices them. I still feel that way sometimes. And hopeless. No one even realizes what amazing things are on the inside of people like me. I'm not beautiful by the standard of the world and I am pretty much stuck with an unfair label. I feel as though no matter what I say no one truly hears me because I am an Invisible. I wish I was a Transparent or an Inside-Out. Then I might own the world.

Not saying that I am wonderful or anything. I would never have all of these things in my heart if I wasn't an Invisible. Invisibles aren't much to look at so we spend most of our time perfecting what's inside of us. There is great power and strength inside of us. The only problem is that we don't know how to let it out. We don't know how to approach people and share this glorious insight. It's not easy at all because the world is based on a standard of beauty. If an Invisible has a crush, it is doomed to end in heartbreak. Invisibles don't put everything on the line to be noticed. We know we are valuable. We don't want to waste it. Guys go after Porcelain Dolls only to be disappointed when they crack and are totally empty inside. Invisibles only want to share the deepest part of their heart with someone who really wants to know it. There is treasure in our hearts but it can turn to ashes in the wrong hands.

Not every Invisible is golden. Some take the grief and turn it into anger. The heart becomes filled with rage and malice. All they need is an encouraging word or a friend. It could change their life and yours.

Seek out Invisibles and you will find true beauty.