It's like you're not living

It's like you're not living

You're just mimicking

You don't seem to think yourself,

Just repeating someone else

You're always standing there, reading from scripts in class

Why cannot you try to stand on your own two feet?

You're like a copy machine running out of paper

Why cannot you show the world who you want to be?

Why is it that, whenever you're talking to classmates, you seem to read a draft we cannot see?

It's like you're not living

What would happen, if someone took away your "script"?

Would you be like an actor who hadn't practiced?

Would you be able to keep that exaggerated plastic smile on?

Why cannot you stand up and be you, stop pretending, and just chill?

You're like a copy machine running out of paper

Why cannot you show the world who you want to be?

Every time you're laughing, it seems overdone, every time you're complaining, it seems overdone

It's like you're not living

I tried to give you what I could give,

I tried to show you that I cared

But instead of telling me straight out it wasn't gonna work, you did what you always do

The plastic smile, the false, empty words,

the escaping attitude,

never telling what you could do to make it all better

it's like you're not living

And I know I waste my life with thinking of you any longer