I’m lying in a bed that’s not mine
but I’m fine
The tears on the pillow must be someone else’s
because I don’t remember cryingStanding in a crowd
but everyone sees through me
and I struggle to keep up
as everybody moves along
I guess they didn’t hear me
when I asked where we were going
I’ll fix my own dinner tonight
my parents aren’t home
maybe they mentioned where they were going
and I just forgot
maybe there was a note
and it got lost
maybe they will be home soon
In the corner
in the dark
not dancing
not laughing
just waiting
for the party to be over
avoiding attention
wondering why I even came
Wherever I am
I’m always alone