It is not unusual to be lost
Like in a movie, I feel I am misplaced
And I try so hard to be myself
But instead they laugh at me and give me a script.
Some days when I wake up
I feel as if I have woken up to a dream
The things people say is real, feels unreal
When I try to go back to sleep
I cannot stop thinking about the things I have seen.
It’s not unusual to be lost
Feeling as if I don’t belong
It is the only time I feel alright
Like coming back home, from a fight.
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