I don't know if I'm depressed or insane
Or just plain stupid.
I don't know what I am anymore
Some sort of feelingless monster
Cause the things that used to make me better,
They don't work so well anymore
And the people that used to make me better,
They're just like everyone else
So I sit here, empty of emotions
Pretending to be okay.
I'm a much better actress
Than they ever thought I would be.
this is not teen angst. this is you talking about a legitament problem... you're alowed to have them and talk about them. because they're bad
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