I've changed a lot in the past few weeks,
Realised that there is some good,
In the shit that people call life,
Been all happy to my mates,
Loosing the depressing screen names,
Telling myself that I am happy,
But now I'm starting to wonder,
If it's all just false,
I don't know whether this is the real me,
Or it's just an act,
I do still get down,
Sometimes I get so down,
I don't even know why,
I just feel like there's no point,
Feeling that the world has claimed another victim,
But I have to pick myself up,
People have been through more than me,
And still live on,
I'm just a stupid kid,
Too selfish to think about other people,
Too self absorbed,
Maybe someday I'll truly believe I am happy.