Why does it always got to be me?
No, I don't talk nor feel free.
Why do I always put up the act?
Smiling and laughing about that fact.
Why can't I just believe?
In my mind is just to much fear.
Then why do I always get to be blamed?
It's easier just to be framed
Always my fault, whatever I do,
Sometimes I feel just like a fool.
Just don't mind whatever they say.
My mind is telling me to try and pray.
It doesn't work,
So I'll just smirk.
Don't know why I even try,
Cause I don't think my mind will die.
Foolish as it sounds,
I'm afraid of clowns.
I can't break free,
Because I can't find the key.
I sometimes think whatever or not,
I'll ever make it to the front.
Why is it hard, when it sounds so easy?
I know this question sounds so cheesy.
Whatever or not your reading this,
There's always something that can make you hiss.
This may be bad or even good,
Why am I, so misunderstood?
