Yeah, I'm a complicated kid,
And in logic you're supposed to be the reason of it,
But you just don't see it.
You know, I'm sorry you don't see it,
Cause there's no way for you to learn things.
You see,
I've got the lesson,
Learned it,
Studied hard,
And practiced,
But you
Haven't even try to think about it,
That you have something to do with it,
But I'm thankful for it.
You've made me who I am,
And it's a pity you think it's a bad thing.
I mean, I'm crazy and I love it,
Strange for someone,
But it's so charming.
So before you blame someone,
Criticize, judge and put down,
Think,
Maybe you're the one,
That made them do the things
they've done.
Have you ever felt that no one's on your side,
And only strangers make you love the life?
That they do understand,
While others only criticize and hate?
You don't?
Well, I do feel it all the time!
They say that I'm out of my mind,
Stupid, reckless and insane,
I chose the path that won't make me great.
But what you know about being great?
You just sit here and hate,
Hate that I am free,
While you chained to the rules of society.
I'm so sorry (I am not),
That you've lost desire you had once in your heart.
Bet, you did believed in life,
But now you forgot what it's like.
So let me be who I am now,
Cause I've never asked you why
You gave up.
So now I go forward and you go only by your side.