Nessuno
They made fun of me,
they made me feel weak.
I never feel appreciated
maybe that's why I'm so complicated.
I question myself,
cause except me, I have no one else.
The constant disappointment and lies,
the muffles screamed and cries.
I just watch time as if flies,
awaiting to get to my paradise.
My safe place,
away from the judging faces.
♥
You wonder what's wrong with you,
but you're just not what they call.. cool.
You sit alone and think about how to be like them,
when doing that, you start to loose yourself.
They say be real, be yourself,
but when you do you, no one wants to be friends.
It's the world we live in, the society we built.
Try taking out a brick,
you'd be filled with guilt.