Hiding. . . If they knew who i really was. . .
i'm not the person to socialize.
i don't like to be in all the buzz!
i hide. . . If only someone'd realize. . .
What if i'm not good enough?
No one knows who i could really be!
Ugh! Alone in the annex, life can be so rough!

i'm not always hiding in the annex. . .
But i AM stuck, stuck just as ignorant as society!
Joined together, our stubborn, narrow minds a reflex.
Wow, what, with an open mind, we'd find a new sobriety.
Clear, unbiased thoughts lead to an agreeable world. . .
That, free from this Annex, ALL could, and WOULD, be accepted.
But because Annex after Annex keeps the world from as it should,
We lock ourselves in, others becoming rejected.

With a closed mind, the doors to each Annex are closed. . .

With a wide mind, the doors, too shall then by wide. . .

So maybe. . . maybe i will step out of my haven.,
However dangerous that may be . . .
Because change be on my heard laden,
That it may not only be just me. . .
Stuck in the Annex.