.....

They keep asking what's wrong
I look at them like what's right
Can't seem too shake this feeling
Of being misused
Mentally abused
I feel like it just me
But there has to b more
To this story
it's a piece of a puzzle that
Just won't fit
And every day I just wanna quit
I'm lonely inside
But there is a room full of people
None seem to b my equal
Everyone seems so see through