So much air, but nothing to breathe
You fall into madness, the blood seethe
You're not the same inside as you are outside
And you move very clumsily, you slide
You hide behind the corner of the house
So as not to catch people's eyes
You'll still have to prove yourself
You're already half like them. Be brave!
Mimic, be like everyone else.
But keep your self inside.
Maybe you'll become the new Bach, or maybe Monet
After all, you are capable of more than I am
You mimic when the light is on.
When the light goes out , you cry
Now you're just a human being
But better than any of us, not deny
