Inside a head, so full of thoughts
Inside a heart, so empty
he鈥檚 waiting for you, he wants to be free
a winter so cold, still you do not see.
understanding astronomy and the periodic table at seven,
reading and writing at three, dropped out at eleven
always the outcast in a world full of sin
the universe is not the secret, it鈥檚 how to fit in
but don鈥檛 call him a genius,
it鈥檚 you he wants to be
staring in the distance,
to feel, not to see
So lonely and so far away from society,
always wondering if this world is real
prisoner of the mind,
do you know how it feels?
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