come and see
the world
with me

i can
take your hand

point to the sky
and say;
"look, isn't it extraordinary?"
and we will jump
into the elegance

wishing
that i could be who
i thought i was

music makes me happy
music makes me sad.

but
i should feel angry
i do
i did
i do
...

and it's not that
you're ignoring me
((because you are.))

it's simply because
i'm feeling a little
unappreciated.
dare i say
useless?

you just couldn't give a damn.