Strangers

I look out across this rolling sea

to find everyone looking back at me.

No one really knows anyone here,

all just trying to be liked and to fit in.

Why?

Why not just be ourselves?

Do what makes you happy,

do what makes you smile.

There's so much more in life

than trying to make everyone else happy.

Looking out across this rolling sea,

I just want to be me.

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