Wrong
A friend asks what's wrong with me
I tell them nothing
What else can I do?
But inside, everything's wrong
Of course
How can anything be right?
Turning into animals?
Fibbing to parents?
Wrong
Fighting aliens?
Risking the lives of your friends?
Wrong
But is anything really right?
Was it ever right?
Or was it always wrong?
Wrong like it is now?
Did I ever have a time
To just feel safe?
Maybe
But now, my life is completely wrong
Can I ever change it?
Maybe
But now,
Now, it's wrong
