Strangers
In a place full of people, I feel so alone.
Some are weirdos talking on the phone.
I even know a hypocrite named Joan.
She told me she was in debt for a loan.
In a room full of people, all I wanna do is painfully moan.
I should have known.
These strangers would not calm down my tone.
I am my own.
I'm in my own little zone.
The only thing we psychos have in common is we are forever sewn.



                                            Barbie Marsh
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