Wrong

WRONG Am I really fooling anyone? Do I really look sad to you? I bet you think I’m a freak I don’t blame you Should I blame you? No Whatever you thought about me You were right If you thought I was a freak You were right If you thought I was only good as a listener You were right I may give good advice But I’m more than that I have feelings, too But whatever you thought You had to be right You had to be Whatever feelings I have should be suppressed If they don’t matter They shouldn’t be brought up They’re just useless I have to repress them Because if I were to say my feelings I would just hurt myself I can never be understood I thought for a little while I could Thought I could find someone I loved being in love with But I was wrong There isn’t anyone There’s no one that would love being in love with me I can’t go on like this I can’t be torn between right and wrong Yes and no Can I really be loved? Or is it impossible? Until I find the answer, I’ll never be happy