To me, I am me
But to you, I shall stay unknown
I am nothing but a stranger
I am nothing but a living soul
that crys and laughs like you
I am somewhat happy to meet you
a strange aquaintance it was
We exchange emails and numbers
Never to contact each other again
I always asked myself why
I am nothing but another person
though i am sad it ended up this way
Its ok
I couldnt be anything more then a stranger
