The Stranger walks alone
In a strange land
That he will never call home
If you have ever sympathized with Puck in Shakespeare's A Mid-summer Nights Dream
(Ah what fools these mortals be!), then you know what I mean about being a
stranger in a strange land. The things that people do at times completely mystify me.
The way they act towards one another. It's completely unfathomable at times. There
are so many times I just want to rise above it all and just not be a part of it. A
lot of people here are downright cruel. And I'm not only talking about the world at
large but in interpersonal relationships too.
I want to run through the halls of my high school
I want to scream at the top of my lungs
I just found out there's no such thing as the real world
just a lie you've got to rise above
