What if they’re just pretending? What if I’m offending? What are they intending? This cycle never ending
Every day I lose my shit Just a little bit I just can’t stand it Ok, I’m done; I quit
I don’t know what to do Do they have a clue What I’m going through? See my point of view?
Gosh I hate this place Gosh I hate my face I’m such a disgrace I just want to be erased
My thoughts coming in a flurry I feel like I need to hurry Everything’s getting blurry Welcome to my life of worry