Should've listened to mama when she said try to make some friends,
But I ended up knowing people with whom I needed to make amends.
Why can't I look at someone straight in the eye?
Why do I always think they're talking about me, when people walk by?
I constantly feel like I'm being watched,
Every single move, every word, every touch.
It's so hard trying to fit in,
Because I always keep everything to myself, deep within.
Is it me whom they're laughing at?
Everytime I try to stand up for something, I just can't.
I just want someone to come approach me,
Know that I'm not all quiet and sulky like the others see.
Someone please come find me,
I feel like the chances I had are slipping away before me.
My arms are tired reaching out for a hand no one is willing to extend,
I feel so unheard, maybe it's just me and myself in the end .
Is anyone there?
Or are you just pretending you can't hear me?
Will someone get me out if this hell? Just set me free.