Running On Empty

"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.