Lyrics
I was thrown out from your world
I was rejected or expelled from your world.
I just got out by your back door
I exited discreetly through your back door.
Suddenly my brightness became so bored
Suddenly, my radiance or positive energy became dull and uninteresting.
Maybe I just can't bright anymore
Perhaps I am unable to shine brightly anymore.
Yes I am ugly as much as I can be
Acknowledging my own physical unattractiveness.
And, that was always a big part of me
Emphasizing that this aspect has always been a significant part of who I am.
You're dragging me down for what I am
You are pulling me down or criticizing me for being myself.
Maybe I never was what you planned
It's possible that I never conformed to your expectations.
Soon I'll be dead
Expressing a sense of despair or anticipation of death.
My words in your head
Anticipating that my words will linger in your thoughts after my demise.
Will now be a shadow
My existence will now be a mere shadow in your consciousness.
All my feelings are broken
All my emotions are shattered or in disarray.
Love just can't be spoken
Suggesting that love cannot be expressed verbally or has become difficult.
When was the last time your eyes saw me ?
Questioning when was the last time you truly noticed or acknowledged me.
I don't remember, was I on my sleep ?
Uncertain if you ever saw me, perhaps implying emotional distance.
You're dragging me down for what I am
Reiteration of feeling pulled down or criticized for being true to oneself.
Maybe I never was what you planned
Reflecting on the possibility that I never fit into your plans.
Soon I'll be dead
Repeating the anticipation of death or an end.
My words in your head
Anticipating the persistence of my words in your thoughts after I'm gone.
Will now be a shadow
My presence will now be a mere shadow in your consciousness.
All my feelings are broken
Expressing that all my emotions are in a state of disarray.
Love just can't be spoken
Reiterating the difficulty in expressing love verbally.
No using pretending sorrow
Suggesting the futility of pretending to be sorrowful.
Where will I be tomorrow ?
Pondering about the uncertainty of where I will be in the future.
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