Ohhh dum de dum I'm a freak
all the paths just look so bleak...
So many choices but none of them look good
and the ones I don't want are the ones that I should.
So many needs, not all of them mine;
what am I doing, treading this thin line?
I don't know what is wrong with me
I don't know why I'm so bad
I don't know why I hate it so much
and not knowing is driving me mad
Won't somebody help me?
But there's no one that I can ask...
hidden under this stupid facade,
hiding under a mask...
They all think I'm stupid, disagree with what I do...
but never stop to wonder if I disagree with it too.
Don't try to help me in doing the right thing...
just get annoyed an angry when the school gives home a ring.
So I spend my time crying and not knowing what to do
and permanently feeling bad about what I'm putting everyone through.