They struggle to know how I feel

Yet each question they ask only makes it more real

And they search for a way to get in

Hell the door isn’t locked, it's just blocked from within

They remember the way that I was

Well big deal, so do I, but I don’t know the cause

So I hear it again and again

“Why can’t you be you back before this began”

Don’t they think that I would if I could

“Well I’m sorry I don’t act the way that I should”

So the stage is now set to go on

Everyone join together and point out what’s wrong

Cause together they’re sure they can win…

Helping me learn how to live once again

But the only thing I’ve learned instead

If ya gotta be sick…don’t be sick in the head

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