You talk. But you never say the things that really matter to you.

You only talk about the light stuff.

because no one wants to be around someone sad.

You keep the stuff that really matters

inside, until you finally explode.

Because in case you haven't noticed, lately

no one talks about what matters anymore

because everything is so insignificant.

Everyone's felt like you have.

Everyone's just so insignificant.

Feelings aren't a good thing

because everyone walks around numb anyways.

So what does it matter?

As long as everyone's pretending to be happy.

These things they call feelings can just go away.

"Care to explain yourself?"

"I can't explain myself,

I'm afraid, Sir,

Because I'm not myself you see."