aya zakaria - Summertime Sadness

Summertime Sadness,
It's where it all began,
Where it destroyed me completely,
I wish I could find the real me.
But how can I find me, when I don't know who I am?

The Summer breeze was hot,
and so was my room,
dancing in pitch black,
when night comes, all I do is look at the ceiling,
still trying to find out who I am,
or where to even look,
you can't blame me for this misunderstanding,
or can you?
I wish I had the answers,
Summertime Sadness.

Glancing at my reflection,
the lake showed me someone,
oh, that someone I don't recognize,
Oh! If only I knew who it was,

Driving down the road, beginning to search for myself.
I may have found me,
or maybe not yet,
sad song on repeat, to see if I can relate.
Perhaps I don't,
Perhaps it's just a dream.
Summertime Sadness\n\naya zakaria

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