Different Views
I don't think you'll ever understand
how sad I am, why I don't care
why I am so angry at life and you
doing what you want, however unfair.
You'll never see the things I saw
you'll never know the extent of my sorrow
or why I don't care about rules anymore
or why it'd be okay if God took me tomorrow.
I'm out here stuck in the middle of nowhere
and you're somewhere else, pasted to your view
you don't see why everything left us different
questioning why I don't come back to you.
It's not me, the one who left
I'd always been standing right behind you there
you only had to turn around but didn't
instead flew away and now I don't care
see, sunglasses do fine for me
because you shine too bright to see
the way I see, any of my view
I don't see you,
and you don't see me.