Why you open the blinds
And see me walking in the rain,
It's so I can cry
And no one can see my pain.
Why I stay in my room
When I'm not outside.
In there beleiving that some day soon
I won't have to hide.
Why you don't understand me,
Cuz I'm all alone, locked in this cage of mysery.
And it's beating and defeating me,
And I've misplaced the key.
Why I'm ugly,
But I try so hard to be pretty.
And I try so hard for a lot of things.
But no one seems to care enough to even think about...me.
So I stand alone,
No one knows if I'm home.
Don't have a purpose.
Life's calm, but my head's a circus.
Why I can't sleep
Because of my thoughts.
And when I do I don't dream,
Cuz of the nightmares that they've brought.
And I read and write
To escape this place.
And yet I vent out the side
That's been put under such a cold trace.
And my rhymes are the same.
To me, they're just lame.
Didn't I write that already?
I got a C in originalty.
I hate what I write,
But I write cuz I hate
Of always seeing the side,
Of fake.
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