Why am I so stupid,
not to even believe?
That all the world around me,
has nothing to concieve.
They don't know who I am,
but can read me like a book.
they don't even bother,
to give me a second look.
That's the problem with our world,
we don't look deep inside.
Maybe that's the reason why,
to no one we can confide.
*what do u thynk?
