When I see someone more unhappy than me,
I feel comforted a little
When I find someone happier than me,
I feel suddenly pressed
And sometimes
I find myself terribly miserable
Running against the reality
What should I think?
What should I say?
You were the first person
Who tried to
Understand me
It must be impossible
To live without hurting anyone
If I think I am a victim
I should act the part to the last
Being resigned if I lose everything
What you wish for tomorrow
And why you can think
You are going to get over
Even the darkest, longest night
Let me hear it some day
What should I think?
What should I say?
Though praised to the skies
Though envied
I don't even know if I am understood
What should I think?
What should I say?
You are perhaps
The only person
Who understands me
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Edited by AHS Staff
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