I have never felt so depressed
But never so alive
The world, is so confusing
But the bricks seem to fit together so well
And on snowy nights, I gaze up at the sky and wonder
If your looking at the same sky as I
The world seems to turn a blind eye to my kind
But few see me, and say that im a good person
I dont understand anything anymore
I shed a tear for that jazz
It understands me, just like those rainy days
When we seem to wilt
And find each other in life
I lay myself before you nor man, nor human
But a mere idea
Of whom I want to be
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