Changing Myself

Im never the first one noticed,
When you walk into the room.
No, the bimbo with the big boobs and long legs,
She's always seen.

I am unseen
Like Im covered in reflective glass
You see yourself,
But never me.

I thought loud music
and obnoxious clothing would work.
Nope,
Apparently tye-dye stockings are everywhere nowadays

What the hell do I have to do
To be seen?
Im not going to change myself.
Maybe theyre the ones in need of changing.