One person there
Sitting there, alone
No one to talk to
No one to hang with
No one at all
"Why so blue?", they ask
"What's wrong?"
They don't understand
Because they are not alone
They have someone to talk to
Someone to hang with
And they never notice
The one person there
Sitting there, alone.

10/01/2001

Posted on 10/01/2001
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