It happened again...
I said hello and I heard no hey.
It's happened again...
There's nothing to say.
Maybe the old man thought I was
Stupid, ignorant, mad, or insane.
Maybe the old man didn't want
Me on this plane.
Who really knows?
Who really cares?
Who really studies?
Who just stares?
At freaks like me...at people like you.
At old men like he...at sickness that grew.
The old man might not have hated me...
He might have just said...
"I don't know about this boy...
He looks messed in the head."
