I want to go home, I want to sleep
Why isn't anyone talking to me?
I want to belong, feel I'm in place
Why am I always the mismatched piece?

I want to scream, just be alone
with just me, myself
Do I have to be here?
Why can't I make my thoughts clear?

But I sit and smile
And make out to be
Happy and jolly
Just laugh endlessly
To distract from the facts
From what's in my head
I'm just so happy, my mind isn't read