When you're sad, everyone notices.
They ask if you're okay, maybe you're just sick?
What's wrong? Your life isn't that bad!
Surely you just didn't get enough sleep last night.

But then when you're happy, when you really have it all...
Not a word...
No one sees you, no one thinks of you.
You want to scream at them:
Look at me!! I'm normal! I have good days like everyone else!
But it's useless.
They won't notice.

And the ones that do, instead of complimenting your joy,
Just ask why you're being so crazy,
Comment on your spontaneous impulses.
No, this is me! This is my life!
I have lots of bad days but this is really me!
Why doesn't anyone notice that?
Seeing and believing are different things.
I know I can't convince you but I still try to show you,
And you don't even look.
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