Standing here,
Watching the world pass,
I wonder whether i am looking through tinted glass
I see them go by,
I've watched them enjoy,
I wonder whether i am made of darkened brass
I try harder,
I try to be better than the rest,
I wonder whether i am just another part of the mass
Sunday, November 1, 2009
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