"Alone, alone, alone..."
The phrase that plagues my mind day in and day out...
Yet it rings true about who I really am.
I am alone.
Feeling ever so distant;
Ever so distant from my own mind,
My own emotions,
my own sense of life.
A crowd of people surround me
and still i remain
Oh so alone...
Oh so distant...
Oh so ignorant towards the rest of the surroundning world.
Part of me screams for social recognition.
The rest of me laughs;
Laughs at the improbablitity of me ever being noticed,
and at my seemilgnly impossibe dream of one day being sucessful.
I am but a car;
A vessel controlled by others.
The road is filled with many more miles
and I am destined to soon break down...
For I am running on empty.