Theres So Many Things.
I Want To Tell This World.
But My Mouth Is Sealed Shut.
And Im Not Going To Open It.
Why Bother
When Theres Always That Chance Someone
Wont Hear It Right Or Will.
And I Wish I Could Be Like That Girl
The One Who Sits On Her Bed
With A Guitar
And Lets The Strings Take It All Away.
But I Cant.
My Fingers Cant Strum.
And I Wish I Could Stand Behind The School
Burning Bright.
And Let It All Out With The Smoke.
But I Cant.
I Would Never Be Able To
Face Myself As A Hipocrite
I Want To Be Anyone.
But Me.
‘Cause I Cant Keep Looking
In The Mirror For A
Person That I Dont See