Today I’ll share how weird I am,
In this world, I feel like a sham.
I love to cry, it’s my secret art,
In the depths of sadness, it’s where I start.

Living alone, it’s both comfort and pain,
When no one likes me, I feel the strain.
I have nice friends, yet I can’t be free,
Trust issues loom, they shadow me.

Though they say they love me, I still...