I would rather feed the emptiness on my own
Than be surrounded by friends and feel alone
Some people will not
They will be happy will all they have got
And feel bonds with the stranger closest by
To me you will always be a stranger
No matter how hard I try

I am more like the distant observer
Lone ranger, uninvolved, deluded, obscene
Maybe racing towards a red light
Forever fright, hurts that it is not a dream

Would never pretend to like somebody
Equipped with honesty and integrity
That is most likely me

Though if you want to be my friend
I will not try to stop you
If you have the patience
And are down not to play pretend
We could race the emptiness together
Until the bitter end