I want to talk, but I'm all alone in an empty room.
I'm trying to reach out,
But everyone's an inch from my grip.
I'm afraid I'm going to self-destruct.
People think things are fine.
But no one's inside my head.
They don't see the world I live in.
In public it's easy to laugh through the pain.
But it's not easy to look in the mirror.
Because the only person I'm not hiding from is myself.