I don't feel good, but I don't feel bad
I don't feel empty, and I don't feel mad
I feel a little blue, but I'm not sad
I feel a little yellow, but I'm not glad

I kind of want to talk, but I cannot explain
My confused emotions and what's inside my brain
What I don't understand acts as a chain
That holds me down and brings me pain

I don't want to be touched, but I want to cuddle
I don't want sunshine, but I don't want puddles
My mind seems incomprehensibly muddled
And my mixed-up thoughts leave me befuddled