left out and different, why is that so bad? smiles, laughs, dance, joy, it all seems so good, but theres one that doesnt enjoy it...for no reazon, nothing special, hes just weird...and though he wants to enjoy, he wants to be like everybody else, hes not, hes weird, hes strange, hes a dead man walking among the party people, happy people, they are not stupid, he consideres them even superior for not feeling like he does, hes out of place, wants to die, but the music around doesnt even get him an appropriate background. he looks at the sky, and closes his eyes, not even liquor can cheer him today. such a strange day. rainy day...only one thing makes him smile today...he is...or he thinks...hes special for someone...but thats it...just look into the sky and fall, let your heavy eyes guide your body and fall, nothing complex, nothing hard, just let yourself fall, be carried away by the numb sensation of your body, whats left. still deep inside he feels nobody cares. crash, die, burn. mind filled with strange colors and thoughts. yet, not a single tear falls from those eyes.emptiness...sense of failure...whats this all about...he just wants to hug her...but that wont happen, it never will, imagination, thats all it is. a creation of his tiny little pathetic lonely mind. not brilliant, but quite thoughtfull.
back and forth swinging, eyes closed, head hurting a bit...it seems sadness will prevail, a hurting heart bleeds again, no angel will rescue, its too busy...or she just doesnt care