In A big room, Full of faces, Laughter. Even full of people you know.
You Can And do still feel enitirely and utterly Alone.
What is that gives us that feeling of content? Lets feel at peace With
And the world, Lets us enjoy ourselves, Happiness
Is it a choice, Or something uncontrollable.
I believe it to be a choice but a choice of what?
Do you choose who's there that drives away the empty feeling?
Why, heavy
Even if your heavy in my arms.
At least your still in my arms
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