How often does someone make you smile?
How often do they also make you cry?
Always looking at others, to know how to feel, no longer trying to figure out which feelings are real.
I'm always stuck in a numb place,
Where everyone is trying to win the long race.
I've never really been able to fit in,
But maybe that's because i'm not trying to win?
Does the world make you feel like you're out of place?
Does an imaginary bubble make you feel safe?
How many times a day do you brush your hair? Or stand infront of a mirror, wondering what to wear?
We are always on the lookout, for what's right and wrong, feeling like we're stuck in some sad depressed song.
No one seems like they're trying to get out, yet everyone is screaming, altogether, to loud.
I feel like i need to take a step back from reality, if i wish to keep some part of my sanity.
Through the eyes of a sad song, we see the world as our own, no one to blame or to say it's their fault, but it's easier if somone else is wrong.
