Sometimes I sit back to watch everyone and wonder
Where I fit in.
I feel like an outcast, where do I belong?
For just once I'd like to win.
Some say they love me, they all say they care
But, when I'm scared and lonely,
Why can't they all be there?
I often feel as though they're actors on a movie screen
They walk by me, but it's as though
I can't be heard nor seen.
When will this all end? When will the curtain come to a close?
Nobody's telling, but everyone knows....