Held back by walls of security, that
  I just could never see, held people at arms length
  devoid of human contact
  Cannot express emotion
  I try with all my strength
  What is the matter with me?
  It seems that no one even cares
  I'm blinded by my innocence
  will no one be there for me?
  When I dont understand.
  Covered in blankets of Imagination
  Where I can talk to people without a
  second thought
  What if they're laughing at me
  I know I'm not good enough
  so I won't even try.....
  God only knows what'll keep us from dying
  because eveytime I look around I see Life as a big lie
  Yeah everybody's saying "yeah I'm the one" yeah
  "everybody came running to me"
  But thats not how it works and it never did
  you know I'm sorry it had to be this way
  things got fucked up but thats okay....
  ...I'm sorry....
  ...I'm sorry....