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How can it be
That no one understands me?
My hopes, my dreams,
Everything of meaning?

In this world, am I that alone
That to others I am not known?
Or do they over look everything
that makes me who I must be?

How can it be
That no one can see
My innerself that I hide
And yet keep by my side?

Am I that unusual
That to none I seem casual?
Or is it that I'm so plain
that I don't seem the same?

Is it true that there is no one
Who sees who I have become?
But, that leads to the thing I just can't see;
How can that be?