In a room full of faces
with countless noise around me
The only thoughts I hear are my own
No one understands me or the way I think or feel
They don't get the effort it takes to make my happiness seem real
sometimes i'm smiling
but deep within are tears
and no one knows this
as what scares me more than loneliness
is rejection from my peers
So even though I'm lonely and wanna shout it loud
I stand amongst the faces
and make some noise as well
to cover up my sorrow and my private living hell.
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