You think I’m fine,

But I’m really not.

The heart rate line you see,

May soon turn into a still dot.

You think I'm on the phone too long.

But I'm trying really hard.

You don't know what I'm going through,

Maybe you should ask.

You expect too much from me,

The pressure's too much.

I'm sorry I'm not perfect,

I know I'm bad luck.

I'm afraid to be who I am,

cause I know you'll judge me.

you've seen the world through your eyes,

But seriously? Just please trust me.

I've sat in my room for hours,

while you were watching shows outside.

Not knowing what a single thing I was going through,

But you, YOU never even tried.

I'm sorry I'm not who I'm supposed to be,

I'm sorry I'm a disappointment.

But maybe, this time, you could hear me out,

And hope I won't let go.