Sometimes I just feel so alone,
Like no one understands.
I see them laughing, walking round,
Texting, holding hands.
I see my friends together,
And it comes so naturally.
The ease at which they live their lives,
It's not the same for me.
So tell me, am I different?
Am I not a person, too?
Do they know something that I don't?
Did I not get the clue?
It's like there's this big secret,
And it's me they didn't tell.
That would explain so much,
Why I just don't do as well.
Did they all get a letter
That explains all of the rules?
How to act round other people,
How to not seem like a fool.
Were they given some intructions
For their personalities,
Bands to like and clothes to wear
How to be a classy sleaze.
So tell me, am I different?
Am I not a person, too?
Do they know something that I don't?
Did I not get the clue?
Cmon, man, please tell me
I'm asking this of you.
My head is in the gutter and
My feelings are askew.
