They say be yourself
When I do you say im followin a crowd
What crowd?
I stand out loud
Only thing to make me proud
An outcast in my own group
I'm stuck in a loop
Mind is like a maze
Not sure which turn to make
No idea which path to take
Pushing me , pulling me every which way
Trien to change me in just one day
All I want is for it all to go away
The confusion of what is
The uncertainty of what should be
Or what could be
The fear of tomorrow
The certainty of sorrow
Memories outlined in chalk
The inability to talk
Feeling inadequate with myself
Worse then cheap liquor from the bottom shelf
Why am I here , what's the reason
This pain is always in season
Walkin this way alone
No way can I become a clone
Thoughts bouncein around like a pinball machine
Even I can't intervene
