I walk aimlessly through
these halls and cannot conceal
All this pain. It's no wonder the other kids laugh and call me insane.
This loneliness and misery has got
me feeling lonely and out of luck so I pay for my lunch and take it to my truck.
Its hard to feel like I don't belong,
to take away the pain, I spark a match and light this bong.
Numb and without fear, I'm happiest
when I feel like I'm not here.
I grip the wheel and relinquish a tear,
the pain I carry no one will hear.