Why do you turn your backs towards me?
All I want to be:
Is free
Why do you judge?
Do you hold a grudge?
Why do I have to fight?
Can't I just be the light?
Why do I always see your backs?
It holds a shade
That i can't evade
And I just seem to fade
Into distant memories
Where I hear the harmonies
Of others and I can't shout nor scream
For I am frozen in a stream
Of people to whom I am invisible
Why can't I be visible?