One out of a million, they don't see me

I am to this world as a raindrop is to your forehead

Suppressed only by myself

I need to let me out, out of the sky falling

Time and mind seperated only by night and day

They all seem the same to me

No matter what anyone might say

I will never be what I want, "free"

Like addiction I must come back to this

Endless loops of creativity

Creatively sitting alone