Even Cinderella gets a fairy Godmother
Why can't I be normal? Why can't I cry?
It seems that every one has someone they can call on to help them through a hard time, and I have no-one. Don't get me wrong, I love my friends , they're all I have ... but I can't talk to them
I can't talk to any one.
No-one would ever understand.
I can't take it any more. Im sick of every one, I laugh at the simplicity of their problems. I wish I was better, I wish there was a cure. But there isn't, just learning to hide it, so they think Im better, and they leave me be.
Dancing used to help, and maybe it still does, but now its so sreious, I can't just do it for fun. It's work-work-work, at home more than at the studio. And with school closing, stress is on, I cant get away.
I can never get away
Even Cinderella got some one ... her life sucked ... but who do I have? I can hear you reading this, thinking "You dumb fuck, open your eyes and see the friends you have ..." But no matter what you say, you shall never know, and even if you did, you could never understand.
You'll never understand
And if you nod and pretend to, the rumour spreads ... and I know I can't trust you ... you'll "just tell one person" then they'll tell another .... and my life will be ruined ...
I hide it from you ... I learnt to hide it when I was first laughed at when I was three ... now its killing me ... slowly ... surely
You'll never understand
It seems that every one has someone they can call on to help them through a hard time, and I have no-one. Don't get me wrong, I love my friends , they're all I have ... but I can't talk to them
I can't talk to any one.
No-one would ever understand.
I can't take it any more. Im sick of every one, I laugh at the simplicity of their problems. I wish I was better, I wish there was a cure. But there isn't, just learning to hide it, so they think Im better, and they leave me be.
Dancing used to help, and maybe it still does, but now its so sreious, I can't just do it for fun. It's work-work-work, at home more than at the studio. And with school closing, stress is on, I cant get away.
I can never get away
Even Cinderella got some one ... her life sucked ... but who do I have? I can hear you reading this, thinking "You dumb fuck, open your eyes and see the friends you have ..." But no matter what you say, you shall never know, and even if you did, you could never understand.
You'll never understand
And if you nod and pretend to, the rumour spreads ... and I know I can't trust you ... you'll "just tell one person" then they'll tell another .... and my life will be ruined ...
I hide it from you ... I learnt to hide it when I was first laughed at when I was three ... now its killing me ... slowly ... surely
You'll never understand