Rollingrrl
Bluelighter
i'm tired of being myself.
nobody ever understands the things I say
and my explanations always fall short,
they all smile, heads shaking, "that's just shelly"
but even those that look deeper
don't seem to see my inner heart.
the more friends i have, only completes
my utter aloneness.
i'm friends with you but are you friends with me?
do you know i wake up screaming at night?
or that i cry when it snows and the sun shines so bright?
do you know me, do you know me at all?
why can't i be 'normal', easygoing and nice;
not filled with so much emotion and fire?
i'm not politically correct nor am i tactful
honest to a fault, that's me all over again.
suddenly though acceptance seems more appealing
than just being me, 'just shelly'
~Shelly~
nobody ever understands the things I say
and my explanations always fall short,
they all smile, heads shaking, "that's just shelly"
but even those that look deeper
don't seem to see my inner heart.
the more friends i have, only completes
my utter aloneness.
i'm friends with you but are you friends with me?
do you know i wake up screaming at night?
or that i cry when it snows and the sun shines so bright?
do you know me, do you know me at all?
why can't i be 'normal', easygoing and nice;
not filled with so much emotion and fire?
i'm not politically correct nor am i tactful
honest to a fault, that's me all over again.
suddenly though acceptance seems more appealing
than just being me, 'just shelly'
~Shelly~
