In a crowded room,
No one s e e s me
Or calls my name.
They look right over me,
S e e right through me,
And they never s t o p.
The never s e e me.
All a l o n e
Seeing all that happens.
I watch it all,
Watch the world play on,
And never s t o p to question
Does it hurt that they never s e e me?
Never s e e me cry in my cold heart
Never s e e me laugh at stupid things
Never s e e my l o v e for the ones I know.
No, I never question this.
For I know I deserve what I get.
I know that somehow,
Someone’s happy when I’m alone.
So that makes it okay.
Why bother those I l o v e
With my petty woes and sorrows?
