I May Snarl At You--With Straight Angry Teeth,
I May Smile--Though I'm Not Okay Underneath,
I May Believe--Though I Think The Future's Bleak,
And I May Act Strong--Even Though I Am Weak,
I Will Lie--Only To Keep You From The Truth,
And I Am Glad I'm Caged--I'd Get Hurt If Loose,
I Am Glad I Can't Fly--Because I Know I'd Fall,
I'll Act Fake--Because I Want To Impress Them All,
I'll Write Music--Because I Am In Pain,
I'll Drink Bleach--Because My Insides Are Stained,
I'll Be A Different Person--For Everyway You Think,
But I Wouldn't Impress You By Taking A Drink,
I May Act Fake--But In Ways You Are Too,
It's Just A Way--To Cover Symptoms Of The Blues