You look around, just wander how you got in this place; who are you, who am I, what the heck is going on?

Is those moments that I wish someone reinvented the restart button for my brain so the things around me wouldn't feel so foreing. 

I have my family, I have my home, I should be smilling but I won't. I should be happy but I'm not 'cause I feel the world should just stop.

Am I petty? Just a little. Am I crazy? Yeah, A LOT. Either way I can not have an off switch for my moods. Still I will laugh while crying, I hurt while smilling.

There is no way to avoid it, if there is I call a LIE, or you're just the kind of person who can see the world all shine.

Sorry, it ain't me. Sorry it ain't happening. My life can be perfect but my inner me keeps ruining it.

I am different, big deal, NOT. I keep myself locked in my mind, seeing the world through colored lies. But then I meet my reality and every blow delivers a fatality.

I'm a freak show; come one, come all the ticket's free. Keep staring at a model of how you shouldn't be.

Should be ashamed but I guess I'll just own it. Ain't no lie when you feel your spirit broken.

The word loser stuck on repeat, hear it even when silent's at it's peak. Ok, I get it, is all in my head, regardless you can't seek help.

What goes around comes around, is a matter of time, but no drug in this world can make me feel like I'm really fine.

Because we all walk alone while surrounded by friends; some are true, some are fake, but nobody will see, that I want to be alone and there's nothing wrong with that.

Oh well, another week gone, another "what am I doing with my life" question.

Good luck with that.

Aaaannndd I'm out. Peace/