I'm outside looking in,
Feeling like I'm covered in sin.
Got no symptoms but I'm dreadfully ill,
And you're just not my jagged little pill.
Tell me it's gonna get better day by day,
Show me the madness will all go away.
Teach me to make the bullshit leave,
So that I can try to at least be me.
Just sick and tired of being this way,
Thinking that I always have to be okay.
Gotta be strong cause I'm first born,
Can't show that I'm frayed and torn.
Sick of being something that I'm not for them,
Tired of having to be a perfect ten.
Disguising myself is a right I'm abusing,
And in this competitive game, I'm losing.