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.