Truth

I’m weird, true story

I do things, think things

That I’m not even sure of

Breathe easy at night

For I’m never alone

I sleep in the winter

Therefore I’m always cold

And if I’m good

Summer is always black

But life isn’t black and white

Mine is defiantly a shade of grey

If you replace any of it

And I will fade away

Cause I’m destined to be different

An outcast from the start

To be true to someone else

You must be true to your heart

So here is the truth and nothing but it