What's wrong
Whats wrong with being crazy
With being crazy
Whats wrong with random laughing
With smiling widely
Whats wrong with sitting out in the rain
With dancing and singing
Whats wrong with crying
with slowly dying
Whats wrong with being dead inside
With feeling like you're flying away
Flying away from the pain
The pain inside
That haunts me day and night
Crying at night
Outside of all light
Whats wrong with being me?
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