LOOKING FROM THE OUTSIDE IN
I look up to the ceiling and the worlds spinning around
I’m screaming for your voice but there’s not a sound
Can’t sit still can’t sit down, I’m out of place
Like the sadness of a scared clown from outer space
Where can I be how can I belong,
Feeling like a punch line in some crazy song
Where am I at why am I here, people walk through me
Like I’m not even here, they can see right through me
I’m a door mat in a world of fear, can I be normal can I be sane
Why can’t I find the way back to that guy again,who I used to be
Back to the time when I was so proud of me
the Choices I made so long ago have taken me away from the man i used to be who I am I i'm no longer me
I wonder can people see me or am I already gone
maybe thats why i'm barely moving along
time means nothing to me just a tick of the clock
what am I waiting for , could it be that final knock
I feel myself coming closer to reaching that other world
and when we get there can we still be who we were
how will we know when our day comes
or are some of us already done