I don't understand you
Why do you keep asking me the same things?
Over and over and over again
I sit in a suffocating room all day
Waiting for an escape, a miracle
I want to love you
I want to talk to you
But you only speak of your world
And do what you think is good for me
Ignoring me proudly
It makes me wish I wasn't born
Ironic how finally, our thoughts resonate.