Solitary

I see a uniform, I see a room
Lying in the bed, I just stay still
So many people around me, all seem to get along so well
May be I should speak, may be I should make friends

I smile, I speak, I try, why am I so blue?
They do not see themselves in me, like I don't
At the end, we are mirrors, we want to see a piece of ourselves in each other
Too blue, too dark, not a mere reflection is seen.

So I stay there lying, may be they will forget
as I lie there like the bed with the blue sheets
May be the only way to be is in the uniform.
So I paint me, shine up, scrape until its polished,
until I become a mirror.

*Look closer, do you see the broken edges, do you see that I bleed, I bleed blue