Trapped [1] {4/9/04}

I can't think like this,
I can't think like that.
I'm scared to say something now-
it might be bad.

All that i do turns out to be wrong,
I don't get along
With everyone.
I can't even be myself with my
friends-they'll wonder what's going
on.

I guess what i see in me
Isn't so pretty,
Wouldn't be appreciated,
Yet it also wouldn't be hated.

In a way i'm trapped in my own
world,
So that's why people look down on
me like a little girl.

So i don't know what to say,
Because i'll think i'll die anyways.