Do you ever feel like no one sees you?
Do you ever feel like no one hears you?
Like you're all alone, alone in the dark,

Hearing only comments with no mark.
Without a spirit, without a spark.
You know, they're not meant harmful,
And still they make you feel dull.

They speak with no meaning,
Their minds are not seeing,
Their hearts are not beating,
And your soul is leaving.

Why can't you be like them,
Not caring, not knowing, not wanting to know,
Just be simple and happy,
And maybe a bit sappy,
But never as tired or sad or exhausted as you.
Jsut always lovely and perfect, so seemingly perfect.

And you know, this can't be true,
They have to be a bit more layered,
A little more complex, a little bit scared,
Just not this blank page you see over and over,
Repeating itself, consuming them all.

And you just stand by,
Watching, observing,
Not knowing what you should be doing right now.

Should you try to fit in,
Be a part of this madness,
Of drinking and dancing,
And talking 'bout nothing,

Or should you reject it,
Be all alone
With your thoughts and your voices,
Not knowing where you should have gone.
Just running and running,
Just running in circles,
All alone, alone, in the dark.

And slowly you're dying,
Awake and still crying,
Not knowing what you should have done.
You're lying and crying,
Trying to find it,
A sense to this madness,
Alone in the dark.