• I'm all alone in this place we call Earth.
    The joy was swept under my feet.
    My life is just a peice of dust in the great big attic of the world.
    Alone.
    That's me.
    Why o Why me?
    I'm stading here, forgotten.
    All my friends have left me for others.
    My own teachers look through me like i'm not there.
    What is it about me that people think i don't exist?
    i don't know, why don't you tell me.
    Oh yeah, i'm not there.