you know what?
i want to hold your hand
i want to hug you
i want to text with you late at night
i don't give a **** if it's cliche
i don't give a **** if it's cringe
we can be cringy together

i wish i could go back in time
and see my younger self
and warn him
that it would only get worse

i can tell you want me to be a different person
******* say it
say it one more ******* time

you wish i was a different person?
so do i.
you hate me?
so do i.

i'm so ******* tired of being the problem child.

i don't want to be this way
stop ******* acting like it's my fault

i am a porcelain doll
a presentation, a display
if i crack
they'll see my decay

i am an actor
a phony, a fake
i bind my chest
and hope i don't break

i am a marionette
a puppet, a toy
"look at this ***...
he'll never be a real boy."

sister's a smoker
brother says ****
mommy doesn't listen
and daddy gets mean when he's drunk

but we're the perfect family to them all
because they can't see
the family behind the mask
of who we pretend to be

the yelling, the fighting
it always turns out the same
maybe i'm the ******* problem
because it's always this way