Sometimes I wonder
What its like to be you
How it feels to be popular
And have people look up to what you do
To get all of that attention
It must be great
To never have a problem
Finding a date
But sometimes I wonder
If you go home and cry
If you do what I do
Just smile and lie
Ive always called you fake
And never once thought
That maybe you pretend too
Just so you dont get caught
And I only just realized
That you always wear long sleeves
And thought to myself
Depression deceives
