Really Here

I noticed it when

I walked out

My small white world was closing down

I wondered,

I would always wonder

Why I am always sober and everyone is loaded

And it gets old

Well, I bow out now

I refuseSo what if

I waver, I fall

I'll always,

I will always notice

Speak up when

I'm called on

Everyone gets older

Oh well, I'm not really here