Através de outros olhos

My therapist said "when you are playing in your fantasy world, the world misses out on you and that's quite a loss". My group colleagues agreed and told me I will never go unnoticed, that I was born to shine like a star. Love them for all the soul strokes, but can't seem to make sense out of it. 

Are they really talking about me? 'Cause I've always been the invisible one in the crowd. That person no one remembers the name, the one who's always someone else's friend as a reference. 

Surely they cannot be talking about me...