Windows are gray, dreams are dark

Windows are gray, dreams are dark.  

Flat people as in the picture now.  

It's hard for me to breathe, do you know?  

It’s hard for me to live in this world.  

I'm like a stranger here, I want  

To shout this world "Am i your or not? "  

Above, where the stars and darkness of night –  

I will get my answer of that side.  

I'm choking, universe, you're hear?  

I have no place and no fate.  

Well, the universe, you're see!  

This planet is for not me meant!  

Dirty walls and dirty souls, as i'm note,  

And dreams are empty, like people.  

Instead of seas, only puddles like dirt.  

All dreams are copies and simple.  

I want feel like apart, but can not.  

I want to tear myself out  

From this faceless crowd,  

And pull all dirt from the heart.  

I’m like a stranger here, and it’s like a load.  

This world is angry and cowed.  

I'm can not to perceive it all.  

I am gasp in this crowd.  

All people are so alike.  

They alike raindrops from cloud.  

We rush in a huge roaring tide...  

And you are also part of the crowd...