I don't know why
I can't seem to walk into a room,
with everyone dancing and shouting,
and singing at the top of their lungs,
with music blaring through the speakers,
while being told to try to have fun.
I don't know why,
I can't seem to look you in the eye,
without shaking and trembling,
and thinking of all the things that you've done,
while feeling my cheeks reddening
like I was burning under the sun.
I don't know why
I always have to be the one,
who has to try so much harder
just to get through the day,
while it's so much easier for you
to enjoy yourself in every way.
I don't know why
it scares me to have to think,
why am I so different?
why does it get so hard to breathe?
And I don't know why,
all these thoughts try to consume me,
even though I try my hardest
to convince myself,
that I won't let them get to me.
But why do they always get to me?
