Locked inside myself
Just me here no-one else.
No matter how much you try to explain
They'll never really understand your pain.
Your mind is your own,
Even when you want them to know,
you'll always be alone.
It's what makes you unique and what makes us the same.
Twisted, confused.
Depressed and alive.
Self-absorbed but thoughtful,
just you and your mind.
You in your head.
Talking to yourself when surrounded by others is supposed to make you mad,
Yet if you find yourself alone it's supposed to keep you sane.
Everyone wants to know whats going on in your head,
But what you want them to know they'll never understand.
Even if they say they do,
Even if they want to.
But do you REALLY want them to?
Because thats what makes you unique.
