I know inside this is right Still it feels so wrong I am sitting here all alone Believing its where I belong
Wouldn't my mother be so proud To see what I have become? Hidden behind hurt and unhappiness Shut off from **** near everyone
I will listen to this music Smile and I'll lie Show how strong I can be I just want to cry
I am too afraid to reach out Try and take somebody's hand When it is an impossibility They could ever understand
This was written sometime in 9th possibly early 10th grade it is one of the few without a date but I remember sitting alone in the library at lunch listening to music in my headphones writing that in hopes it looked like homework because I didn't have anyone to hang out with at lunch