SoulBlack64

Call me names throw me around Yeah, Like I'd care You yell at me And I don't respond Caz no one's there Tell me I'm dumb That's probably true But that's your opinion For all you know I could be smarter than you But I'm keeping it all in I could be mistaken For some punk like you With my music turned up loud But I'm just another student Right? Just another face in the crowd? But no, There's more to me There is someone inside my head I know you speak and I don't listen So I probably seem brain dead But there's a great awareness Inside my skull Absorbing all around me I understand More than you I look and feel and see With t

You should know by now. "I don't know what you are talking about..." You do, you just can't accept it that any more. You know it from the start but you can no longer accept that fact. "I said I don't know what you are talking about!" You know very well. You already know what that "thing" is. "That person is not a "thing"." You can try and be blind as much as you want but deep inside you, you know the truth. That "thing" is just a "person" that you imagined. "That is not true. I can't just..." Just imagine up a person? You know as well as I do. That "thing" is just something you imagined. No matter how much you denied it that "person"