I see you sitting there...as lonely as me. You say not a word, not even a hint of misery...I can tell you are lonely, weary of all those around you...that just saying one word, would make you cry...I can tell all this from just a glimpse of your eyes...I don't understand why you are so sad...but I won't ask you...in fear of breaking your disguise.Little do you know...I was once there to...scared of the world around me, not even a clue to why.Just stand up, take your breath and walk, as you di...