Lonely

I walk into the room, no one looks up, I stand just outside the group, no one seems to see. At first I think, "It must be me." Then I realize, it's you. You're all talking in tight groups, I wander around alone. The things I say seem to go unheard, I'm left out in the cold. I used to think you'd be friendly if you knew me, I was never told. Why are you afraid to be alone? Yes, I know the pain, but you'd find out who you really are, And never be the same. You don't have to cling to their group, you know, There's a world outside their click. I wish you didn't have to be, So afraid they'd hate what's different.