Who are you?
Who are you, to hum aloud?
Who are you to pass us by
To grin like an equal, and say hi?
Who are you, to stand apart?
Who are you, to laugh alone?
Who are you to be so proud
To smile as you pass the crowd?
How dare you wave at us?
How dare you be indifferent?
How dare you march to your own beat
As you pass us on the street?
How dare you walk into a room
Your eyes meeting every stare
And smile to all as if to say,
"I'll stand alone, and that's okay?"
Yesterday, I watched you go
From my usual place in the group.
You raised your hands up to the sky
Like you could just take off and fly.
How can you be so happy alone
Like the kite that got away,
Broken string flying in the breeze,
Soaring high above the trees?
I don't even know your name
But I want you to know that I hate you
For marching alone, so utterly free
For being an 'I' while I'm a 'we'.