thinking of what to say to make today a better day. 
but all i see is clouds of grey
with intentions of storms on their minds. 

it's all so dark when i dont know your face
a disgrace to your friendship, your love

encircled in voices and faces and such
im aloneishly surrounded by faces that see
but they don't see through me
all they see is my "smile and nod"

and when its all gone or when i have left
what should i look to then?
everything was nothing, and nothing is now. 
and throughout it all a silent phone.

and ring, and a jump
an answer, and a frown
conformity and routine
in a life only seen through 
my body and not in my eyes.

look past my body and inside my eyes
to my soul. 
its not tortured, but lost.
alone and sad. 
still smiling and waiting
for acceptance.