I just can't be bothered
sharing my feelings with the world...
"I'm tired," said the bird to the bee,
"Acting as an explanation is a tiering...
Whatever sorrows we face,
Whatever heartache may come...
You could be so pretty
If you just...
I watch her sit and watch the moon blossom
and the skies change color...
They look at me and wonder
how I have it all down...
And so you said to me
How do you feel in here...
They thought they could ruin me
they thought i was easily beat...
Always picked on,
Always teased...
I wish i could tell people how i feel
i want something real...
I wish i could be a good friend
i wish i could put myself aside...
The pressure guides me south
i crumble underneath it...