I\'m okay. But just sometimes...
Sometimes i cry to the moon at night
I think maybe she\'ll understand my fight
Sometimes I write and bury a list of all fears
Hide my face and wipe my own tears
They talk about dreams and success
I just feel like a hallucinating mess
Everyone has their passion, their faith, their aim
I\'m trying to keep myself sane
Sometimes I cry when I feel like an unwanted friend
Then I distance myself and watch it all end
Sometimes I think I\'m too quiet and too annoying
And then I still act like I\'ve been enjoying
Sometimes I write all that I don\'t have the guts to say
I fold it and hide it from the light of the day
Sometimes I think I\'m still just a kid inside
In a world that\'s too large, cruel, and wide
Sometimes, I wonder but just to myself,
And if a star loses its spark in the vast sky
Who would care? who would cry?
And sometimes I think I\'m too much
Overthinking, Overfeeling, Overloving,
And then I feel I\'m way to little,
Too average, brown eyes, just middle.
And sometimes I feel guilty for it all
What am I missing? Why do I cry?
Why am I failing? Did I even try?
Im okay. Really, I am.
But sometimes, Just sometimes,
I wish it would end.
The stress, the questions, all the fake friends
I wish I wouldn\'t make up worlds in my head
And retreat to them every chance I get
I wish I didn\'t have to dream of the girl who doesn\'t exist
And talk to her and cry to her like a mad fantasist
But I\'m fine.
Atleast, Im sure I will be.