Sometimes

I don’t wanna be who I am

I wanna play electric guitar

Wear black converse drawn all over

Cut my hair short

And talk to someone new

Maybe I’ll pretend

Just for a little while

I’m the type of person,

The one who always talks

Who stands up for myself

Doesn’t care if I’m a b*tch

Cause I just love myself

But step behind the curtain

Lock the door of my room

I heard the whispers

Saw their glances

I’m so scared

And I hate myself

But yet even though I feel this way

And I know I’m totally not sane

I still have to get up each day

But I don’t wanna make the bed.