Closed in a room without doors Without windows, you're the widow Of the joy I wanna be another I Your parents forgot you And you're so coy It's your reality, you don't have abilities To show you're not useless I know you can write up your feelings But you're feeding Something senseless You wasn't catalogued, you're apart You're faced like someone With no heart The only thing you do It's if I cry, you cry too Just to expose yourself It's your reality, you don't have abilities To show you're not useless I know you can write up your feelings But you're feeding Something senseless Don't think it's everything over But I want to be hopeful It's so hard to say what I'm needing And try to be another one, so cheerful