Everyday I wakeup late

Losing track of time and dates

I list excuses people make

No one will ask me to explain

They don’t understand a word I say

15 years and I can’t relate

And it’s a small town

Where everyone knows everyone

And everyday is like yesturday

Just as new, just as strange

Maybe I was born yesterday

which is why my diary is blank

so many empty picture frames.

I’m the new kid again

I’m lost here again

Could you tell me, friend

Why this feels so familiar

Have I been here before

Have you seen me before

Do you know my name?

And it’s a small town

I still don’t know my way around

And everyday is my first day

Just as lost, just as strange

I haven’t unpacked boxes

I rent a room and haven’t paid

For any more than one day

Which explains why no one knows my name.

And I wonder

How long have I been standing here?

What did I come here for?

Did I have a plan?

And it’s a small town

I don’t mean to bother you

But could you tell me who I am

Give me a name and a past

Tell me what I love and hate.

Am I crazy am I sane?

Separate the truth and lies

When was I born when will I die.

I want to go back to where I came from

Before the world gave me a name

Before I had numbers and facts

And pictures of a strangers face.

filling every mirror and frame