There are things that I feel the need to say,
There are things that I feel the need to do.
It's not reflection of anyone,
Certainly not of you.
And in these times of need, I feel like I can fly.
I just spread my wings but decide instead to die.
It's not reflection of you,
You're just passing through.
But is anyone really listening to me?
Could I make my statement, scream it 'til I'm free?
I am over everything, but underneath the weight of who I'm supposed to be.
So Who am I?
So you can crack me open, and take another mile.
I will sit here with another fake grin on my weathered old face for a while.
And while you're wondering and worrying and asking all of me,
I'll be quietly, spitefully putting myself on trial.
But is anyone really listening to me?
Could I make my statement, scream it 'til I'm free?
I am over everything, but underneath the weight of who I'm supposed to be.
So Who am I? Who am I?
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