This small world I'm a part of
Will always be too small
Too small for what I dream of.
Everyone, afraid to stand tall.
I'm sick of being pushed around
Like a little girl who plays.
I'm tired of being expected always
To smile and nod for days.
Why are they all blind?
Why on earth can't they see?
They say I'm "one of a kind".
But certainly it can't just be me.
Just me who wants to escape this place.
And run as far away as I can.
From the people who smile
Then turn their backs
Surprised that I'm not their number one fan.
I'm sick of being belittled.
Pushed around, misunderstood.
So get me out of this place.
So I can escape for good.

I'm fine.  
I'm fine.
I'm fine, you say
You assume that I'm blind.
Then you say "go away."
But what would I do?
Sit there and stare?
Watching you whither
Like a far too young
Old man in a chair?
I don't think I could.
I don't think I should.
But if that's what you want dear,
I guess I could try.
But the more that I think
And the more that I cry,
I soon come to realize
I can't  watch you die.

You think I'm crazy
You think I'm gone.
But that's the reason
That we get along.
You think I'm insane,
Entirely bonkers.  
Like a mental drain.  
Completely off of my rocker.
There's a little poison in me.  
Just enough to make me grin.  
Because, you see, that's the key
To finding where I've been.
You think I'm crazy.
I say yes, baby I'm mad.
With my skin so pasty
And my eyes so gold.
The craziest friend that you've ever had.

Don't be so afraid.
Don't feel so alone.
Because look, see what we made?
We made our own hearts' home.

We found it in each other.
The love , the trust, and peace.
This joy is like no other,
And will tame our dark minds' beast.

So lease just let it go.
Let your heart be free.
I've made it clear, and no,
You're never going to lose me.

I like it loud.
You turn it off.  
Why don't you go?
You stand in shock.
I want to dance
You make me stop
You ruin us.
I stare at the clock.
All I can say
Is just get out.

Their story wasn't real.
They'd forgotten how to feel.
So they began to learn.
For they couldn't watch each other burn.
And so they walked
Side by side and talked.
Letting the pain of life
Glance off of them
Like blunt knives
They were stronger that way.  
As they chased their feelings away.
But they realized one day
That it wouldn't  go away.
The pain.
The idea was plain.
They needed to feel.
So they made a deal.
And their story became real.