Fit the Crowd

Walked in the room Surrounded by all You can hear the chatter But it doesn't matter I'm still alone Wake me from my dream Reality is not what it seems A reflection of a life Of neverending screams Paint the scene A stage, a crowd Be loud, it doesn't matter Phased out, blended in Full of people But still alone My mind's a trip Playing games Never the same So lame Why is it so hard To fit the crowd Not so loud My mind's so different From all around Surrounded by people It doesn't matter Like a needle In a haystack Blended in So hard to find Cause my mind You'll find Is in another place