Second Fiddle: Us and the Background

I wanted to start my new life on this blog with a bang, but I suppose this isn't much of one.  Instead I am opting for some explanations (if anyone ever reads these anymore :/) because it always seems like I am somehow not listened to enough in this world.
        My family and me, we are invisible.  No one notices us, we are in the background.  We are not the prettiest people, nor the smartest, nor the most outgoing.  We have wacky senses of humor and we love to watch older movies and we believe in this God that is becoming unpopular though we don't know why.
      You see, for a while I thought I would try to be seen.  I wanted to be noticed.  I tried this academically (no one cares), musically (now I feel like I am competing with a few people no matter how hard I try to not to), and well, blogging.  It has never happened.  I guess now I just prefer the term 'transparent'.
         Most of you might know how I feel, you are always working hard, trying to get people to recognize you as a person.
              Me, well, I have gone through that for many years now.  I've never had a boyfriend, never been popular, never been a true 'prodigy' in anyone's eyes.  Now that the years keep coming I am finding it harder and harder to be shoved in the background.  I have people always competing, parents of people pointing out my flaws, friends that I try to do my best for but no matter how much I try the hills I cannot move.
           I can see a new school year approaching me now.  I want so badly to be somebody this year, somebody that people will care about, somebody that is not a nobody, you know?  I seemingly have no talent, I am normal, it is slowly getting to me, through myself and other people's complaints.
      Transparency can be a good thing I am told, I believe some of it.  Not as many people are judging me, not as many people care.  But I think we all get tired of working hard and not being noticed, not being appreciated, not being loved, just being the background music.
     

    
  I read this Crosswalk article tonight, after getting a complaint from a friend.  This article felt strangely appealing, making me think.  I am in near tears as I write this post, challenges ahead.  You see, for the first time in my life someone has reached out and invited me to go to the mall with them, and I so badly want to go, but I am afraid due to my family I won't be able to.  Of course I understand, lately I have been having people over and much of the time has been about me in their minds (my special day is soon!) but this is something that I think is important to me.
            If it doesn't happen I suppose I shall survive, I don't see it happening anyway, but I am slowly starting to feel like somebody, maybe not quite as transparent.
                     Oh well, Ca la vie.

~Silverstreak~

(P.S.- Sorry for the depressing post, I promise I have new material coming in no time!)