Why does it seem like i'm more Than i've ever asked for? Tell me why does it feel like i'm older than it says in my passport? And why am i only lonely After someone holds me? Sometimes when i feel weak and it seems to me like i can't breathe, I think that i have grown into a tall child. And then i cry And then i close my eyes And mumble many goodbyes. Could you kiss me goodnight, mother? I promise tomorrow i'll behave like an adult. But i think I would rather be called naΓ―ve, i'd rather be alive with a child's soul. The world has many opportunities, why does it feel like it's tearing us apart brutally? I'd really love not to see that. Everyone seems to have a special friend you scream at, what? i haven't missed my time to get one yet? well, i certainly don't want that. And tell me please Why every time i feel slight happiness, A car is always there, and a puddle And the next thing i know my mind's muddled. Tell me about a place with no ugliness. Don't worry mom, I've paid my bills this month, Though i still have to figure out how to pay for my life.