have moved away, they're lovers with each other, they're going places. I don't see anything
that has to do with what I used to be; I don't see anything that has to do with what I wanted to be. All the people, that I wanted to share apart of me with; you don't know me anymore. What used to feel like being naked now feels like being pure. Look at me, look at you. I want to shout and tell you that you're gonna be big one day, but i can't lie to you anymore so i'm going to walk away right now and I'm going to hold my face in my hands so that i can't bend my mouth around my head just to tell you what you want to hear. All the people that I used to dream with, they're living my dream, the one i used to talk about. I'm so glad you all got out, but remember that I'm still here. Nothing is like i wanted it to be, nothing is good, nothing is ever right here at home, but i'm so much happier than you. I'm so much happier than every single person that I could cry and clap. Everywhere I go feels like home, everyone I meet feels like a new start.
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