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Walking through life.

Around the world.

Around the school.

Around my friends.



Hear them talk.

Think.

Mutter those few words.

More pain then curses.

And they don’t even know.



Should I care so much?

Let it affect me as much.

I don’t' know.

My mind is adrift.

I'm lost within myself.

And can't seem to get out.



You think you understand.

But I know you don't.

You say you really care.

But I doubt that’s true.

I don't think you even understand what caring is.



Should I care?

Could you care?



I'm never happy and I don't know why.

I just want to cry,

Yet am afraid to show it,

As every shoulder to lean on is cold.

And all the others are too small to understand.



I don't know what I want.

What I need.

Who I am.

What I am.

I don't know.



My mind is adrift.

I'm lost within myself.

And can't seem to get out.



I'm restless.

I don't know why.

Don't know what to talk about.

Yet I have so much to say.



Those fleeting moments when I’m driving with you.

The best times I have.

One on One,

So much better then with the groups.

Yet it’s to boring for you.



I just wish I could find him,

Let alone anyone who can just like me.

Period.

Get along with what I like.

Drives to nowhere.

Serious talks.

Not driving to meet with people,

While talking to others on your cell phone.

But wishes rarely come true.

And you rarely even notice me next to you.



I don't know what to do.

I'm lost within myself.

And can't seem to get out.



One day someone will find me.

I just hope.

That day is sooner then later.



Because I’m only falling deeper into the maze.

Lost without a map.

Hoping you can help my escape