Again, I sit here
in a school full of people
and I'm wondering:
does anyone know me?
A school full of eyes,
they stare but do they see?
When their eyes rest on my body,
does anyone see me?
When I look around,
a big flock of people,
all have lost their identity,
narcistically staring at the rest.
This lake of mediocrity,
it starts to get frightening
and I wonder how long it will take
untill I lose my soul, like them.
It seems to be a huge void
they fill with TV and so-called friends,
drain others' lives to grow themselves
and say vampirism doesn't exist.
Again, I sit here
in a school full of people.
I look and I see,
I'm a product of society...