In Your Periphery

You make me feel like a sack of dirt, not worthy of being heard. What do you care if it hurts, to you I'm just a stupid bird. Not good enough to be a flirt, cause I'm just a weird freak like Kurt. Your predispositions let's not subvert cause to your cave you'd rather revert. You like to act like I don't exist, amongst your mids I'm never missed. Put on the blacklist, dismissed, just dump me onto Craigslist. I only exist in your periphery, the real me you don't wanna see. You unwittingly broadcast your toxicity, shut off any critical thinking so blissfully. Invisible, undesirable, invisible, undesirable... nobody.