People keep disappointing me
One by one, every single day
Giving me the chance to make up my mind
To see the truth in things and stop dreaming life
Seeing how things go wrong,
But not being able to change it
Make my mind the strongest feature of me
Use it, every minute, every second
See how things could be, how they should be
But pay a price for it
Maybe I was meant to realize this
Maybe it's a gift that's been given to me
Or perhaps I was made this way
Because,
It isn't I who is different than the rest
No,
It's the rest, that's different than me