I don't know how to feel.
I'll be okay.
Hope is still within' me.
There's just too much to learn how to deal.

It's as if I'm reading the Yellow Wallpaper  again.
As she walks around the room, circles, circles.
The paper learning her routine.
My mind taking the same route, man.

Allow me to smile for you;
I'm trying so hard.
And you walked out, holding hands with her.
Don't worry, that was my cue.

I lied.
Told you I was going to bed.
Both of you.
It's as if my hands were behind my back, bound and tied.

I'm gonna let this week go by.
Music and studies are calling my name.
And you all will see me around, but not for too long.
I'm sorry, it's just all one big lie.