You Talk, i listen.
That’s the way this works.

You ramble and You monologue,
while i keep my lips pursed.

i wonder if You’ll notice,
i haven’t said a word..

But you simply entertain Yourself,
and i remain unheard.

I was okay for so long
I should've known it would go wrong

this black feeling won't go away
it never leaves, wants to stay
oozes out of everything I do
and the sad part is, it's made of you
it tells me to hurt, says I deserve pain
it leaves its mark, an ugly stain
I can't even cry
and I don't know why
I want to
I really do
this black mark can only be erased by you

Where is the key
you locked me here, for what reason?
let me go, I want to be free
tell me tell me what is the key
is it truth? would you like me to say
yes, I know I'm awful, ugly, liar, betrayer
is that the key?
is admitting these things what will set me free?
you locked me here
where is the key
please
I need the **** key
I just want to be free

i'm just tired
and I don't want to be
i'm just hurting
and I want to be happy

I am so much
I am too much
Too much everything
Clingy
Intense
Quiet
Loud
And I’m simultaneously somehow
Still not enough