I hate it when people say it's going to be okay.
I hate it when I can't measure up.
I can never be good enough. They say if I actually tried I could be...they don't know I'm trying my hardest.
I hate it when they call me an attention seeker.
That this is just a phase.
Do my feelings mean so little?
Do my opinions not matter?
Everything I do...everything I say.
I hate it when I have to act normal.
Cause baby, there is a monster inside, and I need to let it out.