Sitting bored at home and stuck on the ground
I'm sick of everything that is around.
Of that city echoing with pain,
Stupid weather with no snow or rain.
People being  blank and grey fakes
I would just run  if I had what it takes.

I have no one to love, as I am afraid to.
Weak and young, cursed to do what I'm told to.
In vain I seek for someone alike, for kids free and strange,
I've got no desire to act, I just wait for something else to change.
I am all alone, afraid to find a company, once again there's no place for  me,
But will I'll rise in the future again, take your time and you will see.