Nobody is truly listening to me.
They only believe what they can see.
It’s really hard to be myself you know,
I’m melting and fading and wilting away,
I do it because they tell me so,
I tried my hardest to be myself today.
They molded my reaction,
Like I’m some sort of circus attraction,
The fingers point at me; even…my own.
I should have kept quiet, I should have known.
Nothing good comes from a loose tongue,...