I am a normal person with normal problems
I wonder about everything, but nothing
I see what everyone can see
I want everything a person could want
I am a normal person with normal problems.

I pretend to be a real person in a broken society
I feel the false happiness of the people around me
I touch corrupted beliefs with my fingers
I worry about everything, but myself
I am a normal person with normal problems.

I understand people trying to be something they’re not
I say things that you will not remember because you don’t care about others
I dream about a perfect, but impossible future
I try to make it better, but it never works
I hope people could understand it before my death
I am a normal person with normal problems.