Don't tell me I don't have
any
reason to be that depressed
and i should open my eyes and
look around me, on beautiful
world. It only proves what you
know about me, proves that
you can't imagine what i see
through my eyes and what's
happening inside my head.
I can't find any happiness.
I can't see any beauty
around me - only pain,
artificiality, hopelessness.