I want to be in a happy place, I want to be where I feel sane
I want to sleep and I want to dream
I want to love and I want to leap
I'm afraid of everything but I am courageous and strong
I am me, all day long

There is no one quite like me
I think that's why I'm scared of me
No one to compare to, no advice to digest
My brain is full of wires: it's congested and depressed

Yet the day goes by and a few say "Hello!"
But they feel empty, cold, and frankly shallow
I know people care but I don't feel it inside
I just go back to my room
I go back to where I hide