I Know you
you were too short
you had bad skin
you couldn't talk to them very well
words didn't seem to work
they lied when they came out of your mouth
you tried so hard to understand them
you wanted to be part of what was happening
you saw them having fun
and it seemed like such a mystery
almost magic
made you think that there was something wrong with you
you'd look in the mirror trying to find it
you thought you were ugly
and that everyone was looking at you
so you learned to invisible
to look down
to avoid conversation
the hours
days
weekends
ahhh the weekend nights,alone
where were you
in the basement?
in the attic?
in your room?
working some job?
just to have something to do
just to have a place to put yourself
just to have a way to get away from them
a chance to get away form the ones that made you feel so ill-at-ease
did you ever get invited to one of their parties
you sat and woudered if you would go or not
for hours you imagined the scenarios that might transpire
they would laugh at you
if you would know what to do
if you would have the right things on
if they would notice that you came from a different planet
did you get all brave in your thoughts?
like you were going to be able to go in there and deal with it
and have a great time
did you think that you might be the "life of the party"
that all these people were going to talk to you
and that you would find out that your were wrong
that you had a lot of friends
and that you weren't so strange after all?
did you end up going?
did they mess with you?
did they single you out?
did you find out that you were invited
because they though you were so weird
yeah,I think i know you
you spent a lot of time full of hate
a hate that was pure as sunshine
a hate that saw for miles
a hate that keet you up at night
a hate that filled you every waking moment
a hate that carried you for a long time
yes I think I know you
you couldn't figure out what they saw and the way they lived
home was not home
a corner was home
the place they wern't that was home
I Know You
you're sensitive
and you hide it because
you fear of getting stepped on one more time
it seem that when you show part of you that is the least bit vulnerable
someone takes advantage of you
one of them steps on you
they mistake kindness for weekness,but you had to be strong
to keep yourself alive
you know yourself very well now
and you don't trust people
you know them too well
you try to find that special person
someone you can be with
someone you can touch
someone you could talk to
someone you don't feel so strange around
and you found that they don't really exist
you feel closer to people on movie screens
yeah I Think I Know You
you spent a lot of time daydreaming
and people have made comment to that effect
telling you your self involved and self centered
but they don't know do they?
about the long nightshifts alone
about all the years of keeping yourself company
all the nights you wrapped your arms around yourslef
so you could imagine someone holding you
the hours of indecision
self-doubt
the intense depression
the blinding hate
the rage that made you stagger
the devastation of rejection
well
maybe they do know
but if they do
they sure do a good job hiding it
it astounds you how they can be so smooth
how they seem to pass through life like it's a devine gift
and it infuriates you with your apperent skill
and finding every way possible to screw things up
for you life is a long trip
terrifying and wonderful
birds sing to at night
the rain and the sun
and the changing seasons
are true friends
solitude is a hard won ally
faithful and patient
yeah I Think I Know You
