well i might be happy
to be depressed
or maybe i'm sad
that i'm finally happy
and when you don't understand something
it's probably evil
but our minds are not
something you can bend
and we both know
that all good things come to an end
and if you must
you can think of me
as a pennie you found on the ground
it might be a lucky moment
but you'll probably throw me back down
and i don't know why
but i like talking to myself
about my problems
and i pretend that i'm someone else
so i say finally
someone is listening to me
i'm just like a lonely cloud
floating up in the sky
and when i'm grey
i spill my guts out onto the world
but it must be acid rain
because nothing grows
only hate
and i am done for the night
good night
to be depressed
or maybe i'm sad
that i'm finally happy
and when you don't understand something
it's probably evil
but our minds are not
something you can bend
and we both know
that all good things come to an end
and if you must
you can think of me
as a pennie you found on the ground
it might be a lucky moment
but you'll probably throw me back down
and i don't know why
but i like talking to myself
about my problems
and i pretend that i'm someone else
so i say finally
someone is listening to me
i'm just like a lonely cloud
floating up in the sky
and when i'm grey
i spill my guts out onto the world
but it must be acid rain
because nothing grows
only hate
and i am done for the night
good night