Questions Again...

You look at me like you look down on me
Like you question my existence in your life
Like I question your existence in my life

I live in fear
And try to run
But the distance is too near

How do I justify how I feel
Or understand what you feel?
There never seems to be time
For you and me

It has to be in a crowd because
The crowd keeps us safe
Like a reflection of your existence
And my existence

I wander
And wonder
And try to forget
But for how long?