I've stopped living for myself
I've stopped trying to be me
I don't know who I am
Or even who I should be

My opinions aren't my own
Just words drilled in my head
Always present, always there
Always filling me with dread

I sometimes wish I could go back
To how things used to be
But I know how these people are
And they've never liked me for me

I guess there's no turning back now
And I'll just have to move on
And just hope that some day
I'll find where I belong.