Walking through the hallways
What do I see?
I see a stranger
But he won't look at me
Why?
Is it so hard to take that chance?
Of eye contact and a momentary glance?
Eyes aloof in the distance
This isn't something new
Can you not see me here?
I am a person, just like you
Yes I am a person
I can cheat, kill, lie
I can destroy with my tongue
I can show hate in my eyes
But I am a human
I can share feelings and dreams
I can accept and show love
As distant as it seems
I take the time to look
Sometimes for a little while
And if you don't look back
I just walk by with a smile
Is it a sad smile?
I'm really not quite sure
What do you think?
Could there ever be a cure?
Will you help me?
I know I'll try
Though I may find nothing
Until the day I die
We are awkward in our surroundings
We are uncomfortable and shy
We slip and stutter constantly
Without ever knowing why
Why do we do it
Through the changing of the season?
The answer’s quite clear
There simply is no reason
A person should be acknowledged
No matter who they are
A person is a person
And each person is a star
People walk through the hallways, eyes aloof, without a care
And you wonder, Are you invisible or do they see you there?
What do I see?
I see a stranger
But he won't look at me
Why?
Is it so hard to take that chance?
Of eye contact and a momentary glance?
Eyes aloof in the distance
This isn't something new
Can you not see me here?
I am a person, just like you
Yes I am a person
I can cheat, kill, lie
I can destroy with my tongue
I can show hate in my eyes
But I am a human
I can share feelings and dreams
I can accept and show love
As distant as it seems
I take the time to look
Sometimes for a little while
And if you don't look back
I just walk by with a smile
Is it a sad smile?
I'm really not quite sure
What do you think?
Could there ever be a cure?
Will you help me?
I know I'll try
Though I may find nothing
Until the day I die
We are awkward in our surroundings
We are uncomfortable and shy
We slip and stutter constantly
Without ever knowing why
Why do we do it
Through the changing of the season?
The answer’s quite clear
There simply is no reason
A person should be acknowledged
No matter who they are
A person is a person
And each person is a star
People walk through the hallways, eyes aloof, without a care
And you wonder, Are you invisible or do they see you there?

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