You've Made Me Weak
I do not know how to live with this feeling. Every time I see what's going on, I want to run away.
Run as far and fast as possible.
If you can't understand it, just go away and never come back.
I do not want to look for outlets that are closed. You made me weak and it's not for me. This happiness is down to earth and entirely unnecessary.
Too early for anything, it does not raise, and only makes you chained to the earth and hundreds of people like you. For a long time I was able to
conceal the truth, but you made me weak. Go away.