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by Jacquie Stewart Apr 12, 2005 category : Life, society / about society
Why do I feel lonely, When I'm standing in a crowd. Why do I feel speechless, When I'm screaming out real loud. Why do I laugh, When I didn't get the joke. Why do I take a puff, When I don't wanna smoke. Why do I feel angry, When I have a smile on my face, Why do I feel emotional, When my hearts empty an space. Why do I put on a mask, And hide what i feel inside. Why do I put on this act, When I wanna run away and hide. Why am I so plastic, Why do I pretend. When deep down inside, I just want my life to end. Why do I cry at night, And hide what I really feel. Why do I have to be someone else, Why can't I just be real.