Does anyone know who the real me is?
Me either, honestly.
I have hid myself away for far to long.
I wish i could find me.

I have all these fake smile and fake feelings built up.
But for what?
What good is more fake in this fake, fake world?
I have not a **** clue.

I can sit here and complain about fake people all day.
I should look in the mirror.
The scary part is, what if everyone is like me?
And i'm judging them.

I'm being the person i despise the most for all i know.
I'm hurting me.
I wish it was okay to show people your true feelings.
But it's not.

This world is so completely ran by the idea of perfect.
What is perfect?
Everyone is so **** afraid of not fitting in.
What is fitting in?

Society has every persons brain wrapped around it's finger.
That is so ******* scary.
We all hide our true feelings from the world.
We are all the same.

take in a deep breath, pull my knees to my chest
i sit down, my world unfolding
close my eyes, just pretend
let’s start over again
in my mind, it keeps replaying

something’s come over me and it’s you
pulling me back again

you believed even when nothing came from trying
you believed even when you found me lost and crying
and now is another one, another mistake i’ve done
it’s okay
you show me it’s beautiful, there’s so much worth living for
you say

you decided to stay, instead of walking away
there i stand, afraid and broken
it’s not to late after all, you’re there catching my fall
you read the words i left unspoken

something’s come over me and it’s you
pulling me back again

you believed even when nothing came from trying
you believed even when you found me lost and crying
and now is another one, another mistake i’ve done
it’s okay
you show me it’s beautiful, there’s so much worth living for
you say

and why did you care?
i was so out of your way
it didn’t stop you from saving me
always searching for words
but they don’t go that deep
and words will just leave me

you believed even when nothing came from trying
you believed even when you found me lost and crying