The thoughts in my head seem so twisted,
But I suffer in silence;
People say that I'm insane,
But have they had this experience?
I am lost when a map guides me,
I am grieving when things are right;
I am alone in a room that's full,
In laughter, I feel spite.
What does "love" mean?
What does "faith mean?
I'll tell you what I think,
I think it's obscene!
It's disgusting, it's cruel,
To put these thoughts in our heads,
To get our hopes up,
So they can fall dead.
I just don't understand how people imagine sunshine
When they are living in rain.
I am so confused,
My thoughts drive me insane.