Sometimes I feel broken inside
Sometimes I just wanna run and hide
Sometimes I don't wanna be misunderstood
I wish I'd be successful if only could
And I I just falling away, drifting away
To the stars and the glory days
When we could walk on clouds
And our hearts would pound so laud
They said I was useless and miserable
And I found myself so invisible
But now I'm sure I can really defeat the world
Become the big cheese with my noble mold
To the stars and the glory days
© Copyright: Эмма Астафьева-Райская, 2018
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