IO (31st March 1987 / Winchester)

Strange

It was strange
I was surrounded by people
But yet I was alone
I was sat in a comfy chair
Which felt like stone
I was offered a drink
Yet forced to gulp
I was smiling
Yet crying inside
The crowd were all laughing
At me
I was sat with friends
With strangers faces
It was weird
An odd night

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