I am funny,
when you get to know me.
I am crying for you,
when your sun don't shine.
I am happy,
if your happy.
I am always going to try,
to be the person you want to find.
I am thinking about life,
in a way that's so abstract.
I am sleeping right when I get home,
I can promise you that fact.
I am wishing I weren't invisible,
and solitude wasn't my fear.
I am crying on my inside,
for someone to see me here.