Trough the dungeons
Down the caves
I can't find a being who saves
Me from me
You from you
Who can easily
Get us trough
Our fears and cries
Below these blue skies
Save us from fake happy faces
Bring us to some better places
Do these faces represent the joy
Or are they just a society's toy?
They scream at us
They break our brains
"You must smile!"
Voices are yelling
Trough the rains
Which fall from our minds
Down to the soil of many kinds
We are different
You know that
So don't you dare
Telling me to mask
My feelings
Myself
From the rest of you
