Have a monster under my bed

Please let me be myself

Why you broke up my wings

Sometimes i saw the rainbow

Sometimes i saw the darkness

Listening my songs alone

The though started strong

Thinking about my homework

Trying be the best student

Complaining about my life

How i am so different

How i create a wall

To hide behind the people

Sometimes I'm happy

And in another my mind smash the window

If i were a good boy

The society will love me

If i were a pretty boy

I would get some girls

I tried stay cool

Don't act like a fool

But the town is a close door

If you have money

You have a dream

And for awhile i smashed

My real personality

Depression, anxiety, loneliness, autism

My feet it's under my bed

And my mind in the stars

Imagine the new way

For my imagination

Looking for a new dopamine

Coffee you're mine

Looking for don't broke my world

Getting close of the end

Of my Sorrow

Searching a key for tomorrow

cuz I am an angel without wings

cuz I easy become frustrated

my mind are always lying to me

the piece was destroyed

for hide beautiful lies

my dad said I love you

and I answer I hate you

the flowers grow and die

the man run in the same way

always alone in a dark place

without friend or enemies.

The bad guy become a good guy

for the eyes of the god

the good guy sometimes

are the real bad guy

don’t give roses when I died

and yes a new hope

for a new dream.