I hate being different.
I don't like all the change.
I hate the way I feel when something's wrong and I'm to blame.
I can't breathe when I'm nervous,
I don't really understand,
How you can stand through all this shit and still be able to stand.
I have trouble with my homework,
But instead of getting help,
I try and do it on my own, but my mind doesn't understand.
I can't remember chore lists,
I goof off when I can,
Because at least it's there, and I know it will always understand.
I doesn't ever leave me,
It doesn't cut me deep,
It gives me something different to dream about in sleep.
It always gets my mind off,
How fucked up my life is,
And then I start to do it all the time just to feel the bliss.