Whenever the sky is up and it's sunny outside

You can usually count on me to barricade myself inside

Lock myself in and let myself lose

And videos'll possibly eat away at my feelings inside

Sometimes, I'm just as blown out as the fuse

And I can tell you that I'm not that happy

Sure, I can write, I can speak, I can record myself

But I don't bother to put on a mask anyway

Rather I would want you to see what I'm truly feeling as is

I think the mask has expired today

And I can tell you that I stare at my eyes

Why did it have to be brown, I wonder

I sometimes envy those who have different colors than mine

But the color reminds me of acorns or peanuts

And I'm lost in that sea without anything to whine

And I can tell you I'm lazy most of the time

Because I want some time to think and to be myself for a while

Granted, the IGM starts to take the wheel sometimes

And it feels contemporary to think about it that way

I'll do what I'm told but I would like some kind of day off

And I can tell you that I don't know much anime

Hell, I don't even know that much compared to dedicated fans

But what I can tell you is the plot and characters are what I focus on

Without them, it's as good as a doorstep

By the way, who won?

I miss the old days when I could stay awake until morning

When I was living next to friendly neighbors

And I was hooked onto Chvrches and Flume,

I didn't discover Porter Robinson or Madeon then

Come to think of it, I only had one catchy dance tune

Nowadays, I'm an introverted human with autism and ADHD

It's a miracle that I can even talk and act normal

I have some friends that are close to me

And one that I want to see soon enough

For now, there's no place I'd rather be

There are days when the world wars within my mind

And I go home exhausted, up to my room alone

I wait to talk to someone I haven't talked to right of the bact

Mother calls, dinner calls and then sleep calls

And I go to bed curled up, I sleep like a cat

Hey, you! Who's there? Come back, you punk-ass bitch!

And I can remorsefully say that this

Might just be what the new kids say these days

The first sentence was in my mind - thinking

About a logical sentence they'd say

But it seems too exaggerated, no?

However, I am not exempt from words

I am not grandfathered from the labels

What makes it worse is that you can call me

One of the new kids on the block as well

But I'm dissimilar from those group of

Kids - I often spend time dreaming, you know?

I often dream of consummated thoughts,

A visualized notion for a group

A significance on a silver screen

A metonym for interpretation

While the world will probably stand quiet

And I wait for the praise - I'm just a kid

Who dreams instead of accepting the world

But I'm the unconventional species

You once used to pay for the games, you know?

I am the introverted one, you know?

With the population on their smartphones,

Their Twitters and their Instagrams,

I prefer human contact with one who

Shares my ideas, one who builds the boat

And sails me to the place I want to be

Indeed, I might try to escape humans

Still I fancy to have a colloquy

With a creative intellectual

Huh, that's funny - I am still just a kid

Who wants to debate with figures of gold

But I'm a compassionate cat - your friend

I've always had that quality of love

And as you climb - a mountaineer of your

Problems and your sorrows, I'll be your tool,

Carabiner or special rope

And if you crave that idea, I'll hold

Or I'll high-five, or I'll tell you something

I might even tell you how I do feel,

But I would want you to be happy,

To, despite the risks and future, live

I shouldn't say that - I am just a kid

Who has friends and wants them to carry on

But despite the fact that they have their phones

And the Internet seems to be their friend,

I don't really want to be here right now

I want to go home, I want to go home

Can I please see myself from a young age?

I covet that funny feeling I had

Back then to my time on the countryside,

When I lived in a big house I first knew

Meeting my childhood friends, wish them luck -

To call them now is a fool's paradise,

With my grandmother and the vibe she had,

Listening to music, alone in spite

Of my family and all my close ones

But to diverge from those fateful events

Imprinted on appropos memories,

To reminisce those heartful episodes

It reminds me that I'm still a kid

A kid who wants to be someone himself

A kid who wants to write his own folklore

A kid who wishes to travel the world

A kid who is challeneged upon himself

A kid who wishes to find the right one

A kid who wants to stay the same, myself

But a kid who can smile and say, 'Hello'

I could never find the right way to tell

My friends and all of my relatives

Everything but the kitchen sink, the sink

But I will love them like I love myself

And I will take the emotional luggage

I know there will be some hard times ahead,

I know that some people will soon be gone

I know that there is the end of the road

And I don't know what adventure it calls

I know that I might be lonely, possibly

And there might be no one left to help me

But as long as I have my people, the

Journey won't be over - When I'm older

And I look at my pictures, memories

That I might not remember anymore

I want myself to remember those times

When the world set the stage for a small kid

I'm a pussy for kisses, so I'll give you a hug

My face'll enfold on the hill that is your shoulder

And I'll wrap my arms around your body

I'll never let go when you mean the most

My face'll enfold on the hill that is your shoulder

I'm pulling you in so much so the world can let go

I'll never let go when you mean the most

And if the wave washes over, I'll cry for you

I'm pulling you in so much so the world can let go

Just enough to gasp, not enough to respire

And if the wave washes over, we can both cry

I'll give you my warmth, if there's any left

Just enough to gasp, not enough to respire

I don't want you to slip through my arms

I'll give you my warmth, if there's any left

I'm too distracted by the thought of you

I don't want you to slip through my arms

You're mine, you belong to me

I'm too distracted by the thought of you

And I don't want to let go

You're mine, you belong to me

All mine for the moment, only right here

And I don't want to let go

You can call your friend later

Clouds in the sky,

The water feels like you can say hi,

So close your eyes and count to ten

When you drop a penny in the fountain

You have nothing to lose at all,

The mark will establish once it makes the fall,

And you'll wonder if the wish came true before then,

When you drop a penny in the fountain

And I wish that someday, we will get better,

No more means for a doctor's letter,

And you might wish that this evil will end

When you drop a penny in the fountain

We were all kids back in our time,

We were innocent and that would've been fine,

I'll take this turn around the bend

When you drop a penny in the fountain

Immersed within this vacuous liquid

I can see you but I can't feel you

And the façade that is irradiating outside

Is only a possibility of the chance I step outside

I don't want a part of this fucked up reality

Am I floating or am I dead?

There doesn't seem to be a clear ending

The only thing that I know is that I'm stuck

Immersed within this vacuous liquid

And everything around me is still

I can hear everything but I can't see shit

I feel so lonely that going over everything

I can see you but I can't feel you

There seems to be an atmosphere outside

But I don't know where it leads

Seems like it's only myself stuck in this pool

And the façade that is irradiating outside

And the atmosphere looks like an urban artform

To say it looks univiting would be an understatement

But what I percieve in front of my eyes

Is only a possibility of the chance I step outside

And if it doesn't look nice

Or if there's a reason to choke

I don't want to go back in but

I don't want a part of this fucked up reality