I lock myself in my room, now you people think i need help or something.
I try to be funny at school, you people tell me to go away.
I cut myself to send a warning to back off, you people dont even notice.
I dress in black to say SOMETHING, you people think its just fashion.
I called out for help in so many ways, and you people just ignored it.
I never thought reality could crush someone so much,
You people say im weak and scream at me to get up.
But I know only one guy who can pull me out of that for all of the couple hours he can talk
but hes all of a million miles away
and maybe ill run to him, walk to him, anywhere but MY reality.