Don't belong, you should belong
Act different just to say that you are
Laugh at others, yours is also an act
I'm inner-screaming because I feel like I'm under attack

Don't say that you're a friend to me
Can't you see that there's nothing to see?
You're just a selfless narcissist
Who wants to be tortured by his genius

I'm having distorted visions of myself
And I don't know what to do with them

Go to sleep counting the things that I hate
I'll never do anything that's either good or great
I wasn't thinking about asking for help
You're not thinking, I'm talking to myself

Nothing I think will ever come to be
Something difficult that I could not see
What will evеr be of me? (who knows)
Such a beautifully pathеtic scene

I'm having distorted visions of myself
And I don't know what to do with them