The way I am

You are all stars that shine brightly
Yet slightly dimmer than me
I'll try and explain
Now here, let me see
Life is a pretence, it's not really there
Tomorrow it could be all gone
So why should I care?
No-one understands my tone or manner
If they're not prepared to try
Why should it matter?
Acute paranoia could describe my reasons
For being so defensive and hiding my feelings
I love lots of people
And have lots of affection
But try not to show it
For fear of rejection
I know I'm crazy
I know I'm strange
But that's the way I am
Why should I change?
I've spoken too much now
I've let you into my head
But at least you know now
If tomorrow I'm dead