I'm not sure the world is ready for me

No one quite see's the things that I see

They see a smile, I see its fake

They see a nice person, why god they're insane

They say to trust the people in charge, 

While I think in horror of who they really are

I see something that is slightly suspicious

Of course they think that thing is teriffic 

They see blossoms fully in bloom,

I see that they will be wilted quite soon

They see something as simple and ordinary,

I definetly think its quite the contrary

They see a problem hard to escape,

And I see a chance to do something great.

Its a hard thing when you see a different place

Than everyone else does with their unseeing face