We are amazed at the elaborate parade
Living in disguise, yes we wear a mask
This is a drama, a costume masquerade
Living our life symbolized with dance
We speak, never knowing, confused
Some are playing charades, others seeking
While others look for someone to use
We never understand, and we never ask
If I am asked, I prefer to not participate
My life is my own to live, not a game
I have no rhythm nor any chance
For I am clumsy and move in a daze
I am not subtle, no I'm a dreadful oaf
But fear not, I don't judge, I just sit
In the corner waiting there, unfazed
Once again alone, but I have hope
I have hope, at last, to be saved
