People tell me I need to get help
I need to see a councillor
I cant help but get everyone worried
Because of all my negative thinking
I believe that life is crap
That everyone is out to get me
I laugh and cry like everybody else
But there is something I need to talk about
I just dont know how I can
I dont know how to explain everything
My life, no one understands
Why I am this person, no one knows, nor do I
How can I explain why I'm so boring, so plain
Why I cant let anyone in, even if I try
Every time I try to speak about my life
For some reason I cant speak, all I can do is cry
I sometimes lay in bed at night
In dead silence
No one knows the real me
Not even who I could ever be
