It's hard enough to know,
Where you're really supposed to go,
When you're looking for a friendly face,
Book a ticket to another place.
You move your lips to speak,
But they look at you like you're a freak.
It's a struggle just to stay alive,
Journals burning in a burning fire.
Everyone stares, but nobody ever sees you.
You go searching everywhere,
But the feeling never leaves you.
And you can't always want what you get,
When you're looking for love,
In a cafe on the internet.
You want somewhere to hide,
whether
where
vanish
ticket
through
there
supposed
everywhere
entire
friendly
always
other
enough
electro
control
plenty
crying
somewhere
altogether
alive
searching
notices
people
everybody
around
burning
friends
blast
again
cares
going
speak
hands
friend
human
internet
knows
feeling
leaves
right
looking
never
nobody
another
place
everyone
really
journals
share
space
world
stares
freak
struggle
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