Have you ever felt this way before:
Disembodied, in disarray
Like your feet can barely brush the floor
You fumble through the fog for purchase
But the surface only slips away
It's like a set you wandered onto
And you've never heard of the film
You know the camera isn't on you,
But still...
Have you ever felt this way before:
Inside the labyrinth, tucked away
You amble through the endless corridors,
A minotaur detained, and yet you still
Yearn to feel the light of day
And like a stray mark on a blueprint
You're here but you don't quite belong
You think you ruin the alignment
But you're wrong —
Or so I tell myself
'Til I believe it's true
Until my face turns blue
And yet the thought won't leave me
Could an aberration be
Someone who feels like me?
The world will not receive me
Have you ever felt this way before:
Like all the evidence to date
Points to something you just can't ignore
Like just your mere existence is
An oversight, a glitch of fate
Have you ever felt this way before:
Like almost every time you try
To tell someone what you've been dying for
All they do is stare through you —
Why would you expect a warm reply?
Is it so hard for them to fathom
Or is it just they don't care?
You start to question whether you are
Even there.
And so I tell myself
Until my face turns blue
That none of this is true
And yet the thought won't leave me
Could an aberration be
Someone who feels like me?
The world will not receive me
Maybe if you feel this way
It's illogical to say
We're an aberrant display
Or, at least, we're not alone
Though we feel it in our bones
We're all looking for a home
Inside each other
Maybe we're not so alone
Maybe we could find a home
Inside each other