One out of a million don't see me, I am to this world as a raindrop is to your forehead, suppressed only by myself, I need to let me out, out of the sky falling, time and mind seperated only by night and day, they all seem the same to me, no matter what everyone might say, I will never get what i want, 'free', like addiction I must come back to this, endless loops of creativity, creatively sitting alone.