I cry for no reason, tears pouring down my face
So many tears, they could burst open a case
Sometimes I look in the mirror and I hate what I see
I don't want to be that worthless, ugly girl looking back at me
I've only ever had one relationship and it didn't last long
And that was my fault, I'm always getting things wrong
I can't express myself to others, I don't know why
When there's a death in the family, I can't even cry
I don't know how to help people, when they're upset
The more I don't know how to help, the more anxious I get
It makes me feel uncomfortable, when people try to give me a hug
I shout at them, I push them away, but then I feel like a thug
Sometimes I'm hyper and I'm aware of everything
And I get agitated over the smallest, little thing
If someone take too long to text back, I did something wrong
I'm with a group, they're having fun and I feel like I don't belong
If I care about you, I do with all my heart
Even if I can't show it, of me you'll be a part
So call me crazy, or call me a shooting star
Maybe I am crazy, but all the best people are
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