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
