I’m sick of pretending all the time, acting as if I’m fine
I wish someone would take the time to understand my mind

I wish someone would just listen and get to know the real me
Instead of going off by what they see, how much easier things would be

I’m sick of being called a stuck up *****, only because I’m not like you
You’d be like this if you had social anxiety too

No need for sympathy for I can already see
You judge too quickly so let me be

Don’t act as if you care as to what I have shared
No need to compare because that will get us nowhere