In the office Friday noon
Hoping to quietly work
But office mates were there
And they don't share the pain

And I hear them talking without speaking
About Vegas and tuxedos and bachelor parties
And I turned my music volume up
But it couldn't drown their voices

For acquaintances are not friends
And I don't need some false sympathy
All these social conventions
And still the subconscious knows

Where ever you are right now
I hope people can be themselves