Courtesy Of Blurryface

Help Me Believe It's Not The Real Me

I went to school that week and Josh was hanging out with William and Ryan which happened to disgust me.

They beat me up in the alley and I know he's clueless about the whole situation and just wants me to have sex for some weird reason.

Debby is nice and he gave me her number but I rarely talk to her.

I have to get back in contact with Hayley, though.  I have her number and she seems cool and this band she's in, I can see her heading somewhere and I'll need advice from her sooner or later.

Jenna and I have been hanging out a lot more ever since the day we drank Capri Suns. I don't know what to feel when I'm with her.

This rumor went around that I'm fake, that I act like I'm innocent all the time but I don't. I'm just me and I don't know what's wrong with being me.

I'm convinced that Alex started the rumor or William or Ryan, one of those three for sure.

Jenna helps me. I guess when we hung out that day and drank those Capri Suns. It was a simple moment but the more simpler a moment is, the more you sort of find yourself in the bearable silence. But I found myself thinking, 'I was told when I get older all my fears would shrink.' and, 'We used to play pretend, give each other different names, We would build a rocket ship and then we'd fly it far away, Used to dream of outer space but now they're laughing at our face, Saying, "Wake up, you need to make money.'" I don't know where I got that from and it's not the real me. I wanted to break the silence and ask Jenna to help me believe that what I was thinking wasn't the real me. I can't seem to identify why I thought those words. How come I'm never able to identify where it's coming from?