Understand (All of These)

< I like the way this begins, but don't know how to wrap it up. Any advice, Y'all? >

All of these places,

All of these faces,

And yet I am alone.

All of these bad days,

All of these drive ways;

I don't know where to go.

I don't need someone,

To hold my hand,

But I'd rather have

Someone than not.

I'm just another

Face in the crowd;

A girl clapping for

Something I don't

Understand.