What do you do when all those around you aren't aware of who you really are?
What do you do when the person who said you should talk, isn't there to listen?
What do you do when the world closes in around you?
What do you do when you feel like you're losing your mind?
All these and more, I ask myself.
Through these and more, I suffer.
In silence, in pain, I ask myself,
What did I do to deserve all this?
Was it because I didn't conform,
Or maybe because I simply couldn't?
Was it because I was too different?
Was it completely out of my control?
Was I always meant to lose my mind?
Was I always meant to die inside?