Текст песни I.S. - Introvert

The world outside seems so grey and boring
I close myself inside and compose my vivid story

Here i am on my own again
Childish dreams of adult man
I don't like to look around
And see indifference of morose crowd

Look at me and you will see
Prisoner beilives he is free
Senseless words can only hurt
Keep them inside, my introvert

You can call impolite and even rough
But like you, my friend, i can feel my hate and love

Here i am on my own again
Childish dreams of adult man
Anywhere i could go
I couldn't find my peace of soul

Look at me and you will see
Prisoner does not submit
Still waiting for just court
Keep patience, my introvert