I'm not sure how I feel
It depends when you ask me.
Sometimes I'm fine, I will laugh at your jokes.
Hanging with friends isn't a task for me.
But sometimes I hate it.
Jokes that seem simple may break me.
I sit down quietly but I ain't me.
I hate the person that is presenting me.
I'm somebody else, because I resent me.
Drawing conclusions but they're empty.
Reasons for hating me? Oh there's plenty...
