Why am I always alone?
Why am I always in pain?
Why do I fear the unknown?
In so many ways I can't explain
Why am I scared to be me?
Why am I scared to be free?
Why wont anyone see
The demon staring back at me?
I wanna know that life gets better
Through every low
My high is seeing my dog in a cute sweater
I'm tired of being mad
I'm tired of being sad
I'm tired of thinking about what I had
And most of all I'm tired of being glad
I'm tired if trying to outrun
The demon in myself
I wanna be me
I wanna be free
I wanna show my demons who I can be
Maybe it'll make the demon easier to see
I'm never alone
Because this demon will never leave
But ill never truly feel at home
As long as everyone carries tricks up their sleeves
As long as everyone keeps telling lies
And leaving me to wonder why
Some people will teach you how to fly
Just to stop you from reaching the sky
Why do people build you up
Just so they can tear you down
Why do people fill your cup
Just so they can see you drown
Why would anyone pretend to save me
If they don't want me to be free
If they don't wanna know who I can be
If only they could see the demon staring back at me
If only they could hear
All the reasons why the demon is my puppeteer
Maybe than you'd understand why I get high
Maybe then you'd choose to see
The demon staring back at me
Maybe than you'll sit with me
Until I'm ready to set myself free