I
love to sleep cause I pretend that I'm dead, but I hate
waking up cause it's hard to forget that I've lost all
control of this life that I've held so dear.
Well I made a few jokes but they said they weren't funny,
and I tried to force a smile but they said it was ugly, and I
tried to make a friend but no one was a friend to me.
I poured my heart out to a boy and it went on the floor, and I
asked what he wanted and he said she wanted more. I tried to
find a lover, all I got was an enemy.
I stand in front of the mirror and look at myself, I don't
make a sound but my eyes they scream out
help.
