I was searching for something different

Something not that inconvenient

I was hoping getting sad

Cause feeling empty is not that good

I'm not even mad

I'm just not in the mood

Feeling empty, or lonely but not pretty

How can I not be alone

If I'm the only one

Sitting nearly to the caddie

I thought I'll love me someday

I thought you loved me, that day.

Pretty disappointed that I was never right

I'm not going to fight

I can't fight it anymore

I'm losing myself more

In that painting,

I was maybe hiding

My only sin is not having things I like

My only sin is to be born quite different

Wish I had someone to like

Wish I could be absent

In this quiet night

I'm looking at the stars.

Wishing i could be a part of the sky.