Do you ever get the feeling,
Someones watching you?
That, even in the darkness,
You arent alone?
No matter where you are,
Theres someone there?
Watching...waiting
All you want is to be left alone.
To be by yourself.
To mend your jaded soul.
Do you ever pretend,
Everythings alright?
That you can feel,
Even if you cant?
You act happy,
And you act sad.
To appease those around you?
But you dont know how to tell anyone,
So you just pretend.
Do you ever think,
That whatever you do is wrong?
That you just arent good enough?
No matter what you do,
Someones always there to put you down?
And sometimes its too much,
Yet people expect so much of you