Your stares are cold, empty, blank.
You don’t see me.
You see what you want to see.
What’s convenient for you to see.
But you don’t see me.
When I walk through the hallways
I can feel you.
Distant, calculating, cruel.
Violent stares, trying to pry me open,
Unleash my secrets.
You all hide behind your masks.
Who are you today?
The cheerleader, the nerd, the jock?
Are you even real?
Have you ever tried living in a burning home?
There is glass everywhere,
Nowhere to walk.
You give me enough rope,
And damn right I’ll hang myself.
You don’t know him.
You don’t know her.
You don’t know them.
You don’t know me.
What are we all going through?
Do you think she’s ever lost someone?
Or maybe he has.
Maybe we all have.
Aren’t you ever afraid?
Give me a mile, and I’ll only take an inch.
Who do you think you are,
That you can judge people
For what they wear, or how they do their hair?
For who they fall in love with?
Who do you think you are?
You wear me down
With your pretty, pretty words.
I reach out to touch the flame
’Cause I refuse to think it burns.
When will I learn from my mistakes?
What do you think when our eyes meet?
I’m just another person in the crowd.
I don’t know you.
I don’t think I want to.
You know nothing.
It’s strange to think
That we look at the same moon.
The same stars, the same sun.
We live on the same planet,
How can we not know each other?
But we are strangers.