Sometimes i find my sorrows exaggerated,
Sometimes i find myself a misfit,
Sometimes i don’t understand this world,
Sometimes i shun everybody, shut them outside, shoo them away,
Sometimes i weep and beg for company,
Sometimes i smile at the lessons i’ve learnt,
Sometimes i cry for the losses that made me learn those lessons,
Sometimes i want to live in this shell forever,
Sometimes i loathe these shackles and chains.