No Space For Lyrics

and i finally realised,
i want to have fun,
and have a life,
you don't think i want to sing because it's stupid?
i don't sing,
because i can't,
i can't play a tune in my heart,
and sing to it,
don't you think i would like to be you guys,
for about even a minute,
to not care about what others might think,
every single second of your life?
and i have to be the responsible one,
the one who doesn't dare to do anything,
the one who is the boundary,
the one that doesn't have fun,
i'm the boundary
because
I HAVE TO BE THE BOUNDARY,
the limit.

and now i'm crying cause i want to be happy.
that's all i want.

and i can't cry
cause it's wetting the pore strip.

and i thought that i was crying,
but i didn't feel the tears,
until i opened my eyes.

and i have to cry into the towel for fear of my grandma hearing.

i want to relax,
i want to have fun,
i want to be happy,
i want to grow up and see what you guys will turn like,
and hope i do better cause
i don't want to regret being responsible.

i know that's mean, but

you say i'm always emo,
depressed,
extra,
cut off.

but in the end,
i'm always cut off,
at the end,
somebody has to draw the line,
and that person always has to be me,
because who else will?

you'll probably say,
just forget everything,
i have a right to be happy,
do i?

at this point
i have no idea where my place is on earth,

god,
don't you think want to be on the phone,
with my friends,
just talking about boys,
that i don't want to fall in love,
but i do,

but if i start,
i don't want to be the monster i was,
and i don't want to do anything,
that could possibly link me to that,

and i'm sorry,
i just don't know
what my next step is.