crying, crying..i am crying..
you can't touch me, i am not here.
i am not the person you made out.
i am not the person you took out..
i am not gonna be a person that
you could be with, out and without..
i am just
someone from the east,
someone from the sea,
someone not being here,
but being near..
going mad, going, i am going..
going near but not here..