Sometimes I feel like I can't trust anybody
I'm slowly being enveloped by my surroundings without my acknowledgement
Sometimes I feel like my logic is being deteriorated, being torn
I wake up at 5 a.m. to put on makeup, to look good just to get through the day
Don't get me wrong, I love being social, being bold and trying daring things.
It's ironic but nobody understands why sometimes I want to scream with the nuisance around me
Sometimes the only way I vent is through my eyes, my reflection
You see, this is a phase, if you would kindly refer to line four it would give you a recap
Sometimes I wish I could understand that maybe, the only person that understands me, is me.