I’m blinded to the world, then I can’t join
I’m unable to rush into the crowd, then I created my own world
Creating and surviving is harder than joining, as far as I know
But, alone in the dark is pretty cute rather than following the social glamour
The bodies died, but the mind is ejaculating and blown
I must open the eye, and look inward my self. As I won’t mirroring another people just in the life
