I'm feeling a little happy 
Like I could blast off 
So how could you really love me
I'm trying to finally better myself

I've always been a concept
Not an idea that you would keep
But you would go back and think of
It's not perfect it's just swell

So for the first time in weeks I'll close my window
I know that at least I have myself
And a couple of depressing days coming
Without them who would I even be? 
A diluted version of myself

◄ Firefly

Discomforting ►


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