Is there something wrong in the way I smile?
Is there something wrong in the way I frown?
Is there something wrong in how I talk?
Is there something wrong in how I look?
Is there something wrong in what I do?
Is there something wrong in what I do back?

Some days are better than others
But why?
Why does everything feel off?
Result of happiness and sadness
Still everything feels off
And I can't grasp the feelings
        The pain
        The bitterness
        The laughter
        The differences
        The love
That all flow through me at the same time
I guess sometimes
Consequences arrive
Just from you being you.
Just from me being me.
"Fate taketh away what fate giveth"

Why is it so hard to say no
To what we know is too much.
        Too much to feel
        Too much to care
Trying to stay sane
Never seemed so difficult