ShadedSorrow

From the outside looking in

I sit here

And I know 

The words you speak 

Aren\'t meant for me 

So I should just go

I flip the pages

Just as you say

I sing the songs 

And I read the book 

 But I\'m not supposed 

 To be here anyway 

 You look out into the crowd

 Telling them their fate

 Whether heavenly or hot

 But I know for a fact

 That you cannot 

 See me

 I am not really present

 I\'m trapped in the present

 My mind is elsewhere

 I truly do care

 What you are saying but

What else is there to say?

 The words you speak

 Just aren\'t meant for me...