Strange People

Strange people are all around me, they won't let me be

Strange people in my surroundings, they're quite a sight to see

I see them speaking in strange tongues, I walk past them every day

I sit among them but they never have anything interesting to say

I don't get it, they don't regret it

How can they even live like this

They're going nowhere, they're so impaired

I guess ignorance is bliss

When they're talking about whatever whenever

So far apart, but they're still together

I don't get how people are so strange