You judge me and think me strange
I feel like a total outsider...

Tears fall down my face
For no apparent reason...

Blood creates a reality
I never noticed before...

My best friend had just gotten her driver's...
That was so very cool...

I hate perfection,
I hate to sing...

The song you sing is so beautiful
It makes me feel like crying...

I keep talking
I'm making matters worse...

Taking time to look at the little things
Reading the tiny footnotes...

My teachers are all talking
At the table across from me...

Perfection does not exist.
But do you ever dream...

I cant deal with this anymore
I want this to go away...

My heart is just done right now
sick of all the let down so its turning it away...