I walk into my sanctuary, the Chorus room

Everyone is talking and laughing

But I just slip silently behind them

As I awkwardly wait for the bell to ring

I want to be one of them

The people who talk and laugh

But I'm scared

So I pretend to not care and act tsundere

I'm the one who's focused on her music,

Face hidden behind her folder

I could...reach out...maybe

Oh, look, there's someone to talk to!

"Hey." I say to her as she walks in.

"Hi." She says

I stand there, wondering what to say next

But as I contemplate, she's gone

One never does get used to loneliness

So I slam the curtains back in front of me

Aloof, cold and distant

So please ignore that girl behind the curtain

She's no longer there anyway


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