Everyone lets me down and no one dares to catch me.
I fall to the ground with answers, but no one cares to ask me.
If I told them what I knew, they'd quickly lose their interest.
If I were too, baby blue, they'd further our distance.
And so I fear, for what I cannot change.
And so I stare at the dirt as if it were strange.
I do not cry, nor tear.
For I can not miss what was never here.
I do not sit alone.
For my shadow is a best friend of my own.