I spend hours pouring into the computer.
click click click
Typing and moving the mouse,
Endlessly searching for an outlet.

Perhaps I have found none,
click click click
But what if I have?
What if this is it?

Maybe I've found an escape.
click click click
A secret place to share my works, my thoughts.
And to discover something, someone, new

If I had a friend, you know who that'd be?
The ocean waves or the bumbling bees.
The sky up above, or the grass down low
And they'd be the best friends I would ever know.

So there I stand
With the worshipers
The believers
The wanters

So there I stand
Moving my lips
Putting on a show
For all those watching

So there I stand
Faking it
Not believing
Yet, empty inside

So there I stand
Watching the others
Those lying to themselves
I wish I could set them all free