I look around and see strangers
Those strangers are no one to me
They think they are
But really there just strangers
I see and hangout with them
But I don't make eye contact
I don't know how to make them "friends"
Maybe that because I don't know how to be a friend
I've been alone feeling empty
Kept things to myself
But it seems people knows my secrets before I know them myself
I'm a open book
With lost pages