As I watch from an inflated sofa The crinkle of their eyes The faint smile lines Groups with their heads thrown back I feel nothing but loneliness I'm not the type to chat Sure, I know these people Yet in a world full of figures It seems like I'm the odd one out It's not like anythings holding me back There's no chains But I fear of talking The words I heard, such as boring and not interesting Maybe I don't belong In a party, it's reasonable there's a crowd But who even feels alone, like me With people around?