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Since the time I used to be a crybabyHave I changed a little?The crayon drawing that says "my future self"There's a nostalgic smell to itEven though I'm all by myself nowIt's not going wellThere's a voice inside me that I can't suppressWhat it really wants to say is"I'm not particularly lonely."Which would sound severely strongSomewhere along the line, I've closed up the act of being a grown upIf I can transform my feelings into wordsI'll certainly advanceEven though I've been praised about being my true characterIt somehow doesn't make me happyNoticing the kind lieMy heart is woundedI want to fumble around to find the real meBefore I breakThe anxiety I feel from hiding the smile I made makes my chest tightenFreedom is something that's vague and insufficientLetras de cancionesEven though my feelings have been interruptedI'll quietly tie them backThere's a voice inside me that I can't suppressWhat it really wants to say is"Nobody understands me"Which would be severely conflictedIn order for me to move tomorrowIf my interrupted feelings have been deliveredCome to like the present even moreThe sky of the long and quiet night decides on tomorrowCome closer to one again From Letras Mania