I wanna say goodbye,
And go fly high in the sky.
Why I think of this way,
When I wake up no living in dismay.
I want to find peace,
I want to be nice.
Other hate me,
I don't see.
I want to hope,
This feels I can cope.
People say "Cassie you are amusing"
I say" I can't be worth anything"
Why can I change?
I always feel strange!!
