he sees me like I'm a weirdo
busy with my own world
never play with the society
she sees me like I'm a child
smile and laugh myself
never think the hard of life
I'm no a weirdo
I'm no a child
I'm me with my own thinking
maybe mine's different from you
you who born in a castle as your home
you who study all night at prestigious school
you who wear suit and gown on your wedding
and me, alone with no one cares
but at least, I'm more free than you
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