I walk and I look down,
I stare at the ground.
I walk away,
Ignoring what they say.
I keep my distance,
I dare not interrupt.
For my only existence,
Has been corrupt.
I try a little harder,
I fake a little smile.
But sometimes I just wish,
That every once in a while,
It would be true,
And I wouldnt have to lie to you.
I can say Im happy,
I can even talk all sappy.
But inside I still feel the same,
Crappy.
Its been a year,
Ive kicked it into gear.
Ive been a little better,
But yet I still write this letter.
To you, my friend,
This now must end.
I cant do it any more,
Its now an internal war.
I go unnoticed,
I go unseen,
And so today I remain,
A nobody to be.
To you, my friend,
This letter, I send.
Can you see me?
Do you know what its like to be me?
Dont walk by,
And think you do.
Because you dont,
Im not you.
Im different,
Im one of a kind.
You might not like,
How I speak my mind.
But this is me,
So deal with it.
Or split.
Dont look past me,
Look at me.
See me,
Realize that Im here,
Do I make myself clear?
So this is the end,
Of my letter, I send.
So to you,
I must say,
F you,
And have a nice day.
