Closed in a room without doors
Without windows, you're the widow
Of the joy
I wanna be another I
Your parents forgot you
And you're so coy
It's your reality, you don't have abilities
To show you're not useless
I know you can write up your feelings
But you're feeding
Something senseless
You wasn't catalogued, you're apart
You're faced like someone
With no heart
The only thing you do
It's if I cry, you cry too
Just to expose yourself
It's your reality, you don't have abilities
To show you're not useless
I know you can write up your feelings
But you're feeding
Something senseless
Don't think it's everything over
But I want to be hopeful
It's so hard to say what I'm needing
And try to be another one, so cheerful
