I don't care I tell myself I feel unsure like a lonely abandoned doll left on its shelf waiting for that special person to come around well mine hasn't come yet
I am not like others I hide in dark halls
Write the writing on the walls that way people walk by them and don't bother to look so I sit down find another friend and watch them leave like a movie that plays over again I'm fading drifting and disappearing and I'm not like the others...