Porque é difícil ser aceito pelos outros...

E mais uma vez eu me pego cantando essa música:

"Vejo as mesmas coisas todo dia
Vejo muito mais do que queria"

Slowly getting depressed again...
Again, the reasons of the past rise on me...
The same old thoughts...
The same fear of not being accepted
and being alone...

And then... I wonder...
Why I had to be so different? Shit...

Sometimes I try to be different... to make de difference
But do you know the price of being different?

Sorry if that makes nosense to you...
But it makes to me... and it is important to me...