classified as someone

....there can be a crowd, but you can feel so alone, right in the middle of it all....
Although your identity is still intact and you're still the same person and...
You still KNOW who you are. (Well, do you? Do I?)
Who else, really knows who you are?

Does anybody take the time to know you?

What a self-centered world.
And we're all searching for significance.
We all want to belong, and we cannot deny it.

A Father delights over us and all we want is the world's applause.

The human race is so annoying on occasion.