What's in a Name?

I don't know you, but i see you everyday
we both walk the halls, rushing to get to class,
i asked about you, the one with tortured eyes,
nobody even knew your name

you don't know me, but do you even care?
you saw me once, do you remember,
the girl they said to ignore, the freak with beautiful eyes,
they never even used my name

i want to tell you that i care
but each day i walk these halls
i can't make myself talk,
can't find the courage to ask you your name

you just want someone to care
but when you walk through the halls
you never have the strength to talk
you wonder if anyone even wants to know your name

i notice how you eat alone,
how you don't have anyone to sit with at lunch
i want to go sit with you, i'm alone too
but i can't find the courage to tell you my name

you sit there in silence
never touching your food, what's the point
you want someone to sit with you,
but you are afraid to find out anyones name

i know your schedule by heart,
i watch you walk into each class, lonely and sad
it hurts me so much to see you alone
how can i care so much, i don't even know your name

you don't pay attention in class,
just doodle and skate by;
you don't see a point in trying to succeed,
ten years from now they still won't care for your name

i saw you drop your sketchbook;
i picked it up as you left.
sitting in class i opened it up
the drawings were beautiful, and the signatures told me your name

you feel lost without your sketchbook
and hope that nobody's seen it,
but why would it matter?
nobody could tell who's it is, they don't know your name

i tap you on the shoulder
"i think you dropped this"
i finally talked to you
all it took was finding out your name

you smile and take your life back into your hands
"thank's i'm-" she stopped you
" i know who you are"
finally someone knows your name