I feel like I'm below the water,
Despaeratley pleading for air...
Look at you smiling pretending that you are having...
Look at you laughing at nothing funny at all...
Does it mean you are weak?
Does it mean you are small...
People are strange
Are they not...
Nothing more to address
I'm beginning take it all...
When they were born,
They were clean...
Higher gas
Bigger cars...
Raining Raining
Hoping you are...
Smiling happy faces,
Shadowing over the gloom...
What treacherous revelation is this?
That a boy...
If beauty is only skin deep
Then why does it always matter...
've always been a loser,
Yeah; The out cast of my class...