Outside, it's spring,
But I don't hear the birds sing,
I want to scream,
But I feel like in a dream.
I cannot reach the flowers,
I feel like in an empty world,
With no humanity, or love,
I want to wake up,
but in this dream I'm twirled.
I don't hear the birds sing,
even though the flowers have bloomed,
The sky is telling me it's spring,
But I can only think we're doomed.
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