A room full of people,
yet I feel so alone.
The world is full of places,
but no where to go.
Nothing on mind,
but still cant stop thinking.
No one is perfect,
but most pretend to be.
Starring at nothing,
but seeing everything.
People keep talking,
keep running there mouths.
They think I cant hear,
what they are talking about.
I feel so left out,
so out of place,
but still I don't want to fit in.
people tell me i'm right,
but right always feels wrong.
What do I do,
where do I go.
Im not wanted here
and I don't want to got there.
People ask why I hate,
why I never smile,
but really
there's no reason for happines.
Why smile when death is upon us,
why care what people say or do.
Why live for no happy ending,
because we all end up in an over sized hole.
very few people realize,
what life really is,
but they're all called emo, mental, ar crazy.
people need to open their eyes,
they need to stop dreaming,
and wake up to reality,
before its too late.
