I am,
Society's target for ridicule and laughter...

Daydreaming.
I wait patiently for the day...

No light from the sun shines through my window,
When the morning comes anymore...

Looking into your eyes,
I see myself and love...

I've played the stupid game of love,
Many, many times before...

When the sun comes out,
Somehow, I'm never around to see it...

In my past lifetime,
I must have been the opposite...

Pressing down upon me,
With all its trials and its burdens...

Don't love me for what I have,
Or the things that you think I'll receive...

I don't feel like myself anymore.
like someone else is controlling me...

Thinking you'd never leave me,
I thought you'd always be my friend...

Staring out of the window,
On this warm and sunny day...