Different

I don't want to live and go on living

I just want to stop and cease existing

Life's too hard for me to go on

Life's too sad for me to move on

I'm not giving up nor am I giving in

I'm just losing the will to want to win

What's the point, myself I always ask,

Of living life with a permanent mask?

Of living your life amidst the shadows of the night

And destined forever to never find the light;

Of never feeling happiness while all are gay

Of always being different, night and day