They say you should talk Talk to someone But how do I say it? How do I say that I don't know Who I am anymore? How do I say that I'm a hundred different people And no one All at once? How do I tell them That from one day to the next I'm a mess and tangle Of a hundred voices A thousand personalities And a million faces And I don't know Which one of them is really me? How do I open my mouth And let the words come out Tell them that I'm not who they think I am That I'm not who I think I am How do I say That I look in the mirror And ask the girl staring back at me Who she is But she never answers She doesn't know Doesnβt know who she is She's been lost Such a long time And can't manage To feel her way back through the darkness She's lost who she was And doesnβt know anymore Doesn't even know what her name is She lives with a wardrobe strapped to her back Costumes and masks spilling from it Like a jack-in-the-box A new face for everyone she knows And not a one of them is her How do I tell them that I don't even know What my favorite things are Because I pretend And act And lie And it's been going on so long that I don't know I don't know anymore I don't know anything How the hell do I tell anyone that?
The more I learn about myself, the more I hate who I am.