planet of zombies is all i see, faces keep staring back at me
All I ever wanted was to be the cool boy with the cool friends to fit in and be a part of something All I ever wanted was to be cool
I never really had a lot support when I was younger I was picked on and bullied a lot Sometimes I felt left out I missed out
Chunks of life are missing There are gaping holes I'm not the cool boy I isolate myself in my room to hide I have no friends
I never feel like I belong So I withdraw from the crowd Feeling ever more alone
When I was in high school I sat at the end of the bus with my headphones listening to a rock CD on as loud as it would go to block out everything
I generally tried to stay to myself And avoid the drama I never wanted any problems I just wanted to be ok (i never felt ok)
Welcome to the nothingness inside of me There isn’t much to see A lot of empty gaps A lot of holes I just wanted to be somebody To be a part of something To fit in
I don’t want to be alone I wanted a friend To hold on to To be there for each other I feel like that is missing i feel like a nobody dont fit in not adaptable i get scared talking to people
If I posted all my problems and issues On a highway billboard sign or online on facebook How many people would stick around Or still be my friend Or would just leave
It is not really cool to be me You really don’t know me I am nauseous Broke tired and hungry Wondering if there will be a roof over my head Scared and frieghted about what the future be
Can’t say that I am ok But I am trying to fake it Trying to stay strong for my family Trying not to let these demons get the best of me Trying to carry on even though everything is cutting me down
They don’t have to worry about where their next meal will come from They don’t have to worry about a roof over their head They don’t have to carry all their belongings by walking out in the rain
They don’t walk in my shoes They probably don’t care They don’t know the halves Even if I told them they would shake their heads They just don’t understand They really don’t know me
Walking in the rain in the cold all alone with no home No one to call no support no shelter only being cut down. Overloaded,Pissed off,Nothing seems to be working
Trying hard and getting kicked down the stairs Cannot justify or understand everything that is going on around me
They don’t have to worry about coming home to find a lock on the door and the house being repossessed by the bank
They don’t have to worry about being homeless having to sleep in a disabled vehicle in the middle of winter They really don’t know or seem to care
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