You say happiness can bloom in dark places...
I'd rather rip up the roots and leave them to die on the sidewalk.
Anger serves me much better.
It keeps me alive, keeps me unscathed and wins me every fight.
Sorrow reminds me to stay careful, to keep myself isolated.
The less chance there is for attachment, the less chance there is for pain.
The devil's snare creeps over the cobblestones,
Trapping those foolish enough to come near.
It avoids the sunlight, like me.
We have more than that in common it seems.
The shadows my sanctuary and my mind my prison.
Just don't leave the door unlocked.

Sometimes I just wish
That I can get away from the world
Go somewhere far, far, away
Where nobody can see me

I wish I can sit on the clouds
The fluffy clouds.
And read a book.
I can look down on the world

Sometimes I wish that I could fly
I could go away when times are hard
Build a home in the clouds
See the world
While drinking hot choclate