You confuse me more than you could ever imagine
I just want to know what's wrong with me
First you tell me I'm phsycotic
I'm some kind of freak
Then it's bi polar that makes my life bleak
Two days later I suffer from depression
A week passes by without another acusation
I'm still waiting
Scared of what's next
Now you just tell me it's just hormones
All girls my age experience this
I'm not so sure anymore
I don't know what to think
You say I need to see someone
A phsycitrist as such
You tell me but actions follow
I don't think it's just hormones
It's gone way too far for that
It's been practically a year
Not that you have a clue
You think it's about nine months
Well so you say
Since you noticed a change
I hid it for three months
Now can you stop confusing me
Just give it to me straight
