Let It Be The Same

It will be the same, it will be the same.

I say it every time I feel down.

But does it matter? And I hope it doesn't

I am still, the same or so I think.

I know I don't fit the crowd

I am not the same and I never will be.

And this feeling is eating me up 

To understand the loneliness and vivid void.

So, leave me as I am 

I can't bear to change again 

Just to fit in the crowd, just to satisfy my feelings

I don't have the strength or the dream.

I can't sense life or the vibe

Which makes it feel all alike

Helpless and dead inside, like withered nettle 

I feel no pain nor the love I received.

So, I yell and scream 

To the top of my lungs from the bottom of my heart

Let it be the same, the same as it was before I was born

Before I was born.