I’m wearing these shades to hide my face,
since you’re all staring so hard
watching me just in case,
maybe I’ll slip up
or reveal a hidden mistake.
Hanging onto my every word
“What does that mean?”
“How can we be sure?”.
I'm not some T.V show
don’t put me on your pedestal.
I’m not your savior,
I can’t heal your soul.
I never asked for this
so go turn your heads and
quit looking at my mess,
or waiting for what I say next.
Go save yourselves,
because I can’t help.