And what I think is that
when you’re completely alone
and deep inside yourself
with feelings no one else can understand,
there really aren’t a hundred places to go.

It’s like if I woke up one day
and looked outside
and saw purple trees
and red grass and green dogs,
is there anyone I could tell who would understand?

No.
There’d be no one.
It’s exactly like that.

He saw purple trees
and red grass and green dogs
while no one else did.
 
And maybe,
he just got tired
of seeing them.

Autore: Lisa Schroeder