Setting on the bus looking out to a beautiful world. I can't help but feel lost. These many empty sets and if there was one more nobody would notice. No one would care. These the group of boys loud but having fun so I don't mind, a little jealous tho. I have a song stuck in my head about a boy who reminds me of how sick I really am. When looking out it the sea it's easy to think that I'm alone. Passing though life like a ghost. I lost myself somewhere and these no lost and found for something like that. I don't know how to cry out how bad I am without making it into a joke.