Just A Face In The Crowd

There goes another fool,
He's so like me,
He's talking to himself,
Thinking no one  can see.

There, see that pretty lady?
She's just like me,
Laughing at something
Only she can read.

There's that little baby,
He's just like me,
Staring at the walls,
At something fascinating as can be.

There, the teenage girl,
She is partly me.
Laughing, listening to her friends' stories,
Thinking it will never be she.

There go the urban young,
They're all kinda like me.
Their confident step and air,
Is all that the world can see.

A li'l bit of me in everyone i see,
Then why do i still feel so lonely?
Why wouldn't this feeling ever go away,
Just a face in the crowd,
That has lost its way.