I've seen it!
I can feel it!
I can't beat it!
A part of all that's near me
A sense of being held back
Of not being apart
Of not having a voice
And just turning against it
Now I have seen it all again
The words I wrote, I've seen them all before
It hurts to realize that history is unknown
Or at least that we will never learn
I've seen it!
I can feel it!
I can't beat it!
A part of all that's near me
Feel small and can never grow up
Alone and out of touch
Unsafe with no one to trust
I'm so scared of individualism!