Untitled, Anonymous

Here I am again by myself in this room
 And I stare at the ceiling like the others
 The door closed, the light out, the window open
 The blinds shudder from the cold
 Empty walls are all staring at me
 While the faces in their frames look away
 The rain kisses the screen and then shatters and falls
 And there's something familiar about that
 I can't get away from myself
 And I'm wondering where you are now
 Seems like everyone else has the someone they need
 And there's an odd number of people like me
 But this can't be because I believe
 In something better than love
 Here I am again by myself in this room
 There's no other place I can surface
 My insides want out with the outsides want in
 And the mirror is my window to the world
 Pictures of dreams are the words
 That I finally found tonight
 If I could show them to you
 Would you recognized the scene?
 I know that i may be lonely
 But am I ever alone?
 Seems like everyone else has the someone they need
 And there's an odd number of people like me
 But this can't be because I believe
 In something better than love
 Every part of me feels it tonight
 Alone to the tips of my fingers
 But it all goes away when the sun comes up
 So you'll never see this...