Verse One:  A century ago, this kid sat alone  He was so lost in society  Never any mail, no calls on the phone  He was the smallest minority  Nothing he could do, nothing he could say  Would ever earn him respect  He sat alone, on every single day  None of his words would effect  The way he was treated, by his unknowing peers  They were idiots, only he knew that  Sitting at his home, his eyes filled with tears  He thought of life, while he sat    Chorus:  How can it be, that others are so slow  To realize what they have done  Only this kid, would ever really know  Why he chose not to run  So I must ask, what the hell is wrong  With our tough society today  Because, just like that kid, my life seems too long  Troubles will never go away    Verse 2:  The lessons we are taught, are never the right ones  We should learn to be kind  Never, in our lives, will we have any fun  True answers, we will never find  For those very few, young adults with sense  My thanks goes out to you  You are the few, people who are not tense  You help others feel renewed    CHORUS X 2