I'm confused,

No more kidding myself.

I act so stupid,

Trying to look good.

As I sit and think,

My thoughts swell up

Almost too late to reach a pen and paper…

But not quite.

The white walls are stained with black,

As my marker runs right down the tainted beauty,

The people boo,

You only smile.

This is it.

What I was waiting for,

My whole life.

I've been given a chance,

To write down,

My whole life story.

And what do you know?

I missed it.

I missed it.

Laughter runs through my lungs again.

As it always used to.

Useless.

Fake.

That's how it is,

And how it always was.

Confusion runs through my head again.

No more hiding it,

As I always did.

This is it.

What you were waiting for,

A chance to rat me out,

Well you got it.

And what do you know?

You missed it.

You missed it.

I'm confused,

No more kidding myself.

I act so stupid,

Trying to look good.

The world is smaller than you think.

You will see me again.

One day,

I will show you my confused face

And you'll give me a second chance,

I'll give you a second chance.

And I'll miss it,

You'll miss it.

Once again I will write on these white walls,

The people will boo,

You will only smile,

And I will laugh again,

This time less fake than last.

One day I won't be confused.

That day may be tomorrow,

But for now confusion runs through my head again.

I'm confused,

No more kidding myself.

I act so stupid,

Trying to look good.

And for what?

For you,

It wouldn't be worth it.

No more pretend,

No more fake.

It will be me from here on end.