They smile at you
But when your back is turned
they laugh and point
and as you walk
these 'hallowed' halls
See your pain
as the mirror falls
and all the joys you
thought you knew
turn black and shrivel
up inside of you
and when you wave
hello, goodbye
they simply look
and pass you by
this un-important dream of mine
isn't worth the wasted time
why do I dream
The impossible dream?
And want people to be
As nice as they seem?
And not smile at you
when you try to be nice
and then laugh at you
and make up lies
I try and try but it's still no good
I'll simply never be understood
And like a ghost
I walk through here
Trying so hard to disappear.
