Hello there
How are you.
I need someone to talk to
I guess your the one I'm
going to talk too.
Nobody else cares or want to listen
Maybe if I start talking to pencil and paper
They will listen to me.

I have this special person in
my life
That person only see his world
not mine
We crash all of time
to busy listening to ruimo

Sometimes I ask myself
Am I a problem.
Do I create trouble.
Because it's fun, how I sit
at home.

I hardly come out
Am I the problem
Am I The trouble

I have no one I could trust about
my feelings.
It's just you pencil and paper