here is a world out there,
Out in the open, totaly free.
I feel like they don't know what I am,
I feel as if they don't know me.

Through filled halls, obliviously,
I wonder if our thoughts are the same.
I'm so alone, they're so together.
Do they stare, is it me they blame?

I'd never know if they'd didn't know,
They'd lie if I dare ask anyone
still wandering across my mind.
Are these thoughts yet gone?
 
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