And everyone thinks I'm crazy
They all see me stuck in my bed
And just assume that I am lazy
They think I'm being too dramatic
Like there's some screws loose in my attic
My brain is a little broken
My mind is sick
So many words remain unspoken
And the happy days don't stick
So everyone thinks I'm crazy
Oh wait
But maybe
Maybe they don't think that
Maybe that's just the voices
The voices in my head
Telling me that instead
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