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My life is perfect
No matter where I am
I'm always smiling and laughing
I'm so optimistic that I'm annoying
But nobody knows what I'm thinking
it doesnt really matter though
Because I usually have happy thoughts

My parents are happy as well
I guess I get it from them
But it's because of them that I'm sad
I wanted to be something...somebody
It never happened

I dont belong here
I didnt want to come
Dreams are precious, arent they?
So why cant I hold mine?
I dont want to drink blood
But it doesnt really matter
I've ran too far this way

I'll turn around here and now
Maybe I can catch up to it
And I wont be sad and cry again
But is the blood to thick
To fly away?

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