I've been scared go to outside

Afraid to socialize

What they show to the world, I know I'd rather hide

It's hard to decide the people to confide

My introspective guide tells me to leave it all behind

I don't like making friends, they always disappoint

You can't make a real connection, they seem to miss the point

They can't see their own reflections or listen to their voice

It's hard to give directions when you're under all the noise

The company I keep, it remains limited

I'm haunted by the ghosts of those who last visited

Connections and perceptions all getting shattered

I turn more uninterested and think it never mattered

All I get is projections about what I'd do, but it's a reflection of what they'd do to you

I'm always more hopeful with benefit of doubt, but if the roles were reversed, they'd be quick to kick me out

I guess my real advantage is I take ‘em on myself

I only take damage when I give to someone else

 

I'm terrified of you and how we're too comfortable

Yeah, we really grew, but I feel we're too vulnerable

I can love how we're close and that you're still a mystery, but we can't ignore what we have in our history

All those arguments and fights 

They could've been avoided if we could reached the bottom line and never even soiled it

How can we sit here and hash it all out when the story always changes and no one backs down?

Could we ever get back to how we used to be?

Is there even something after everything I seen?

It always seems like from another point of view, people look at us and see someone getting screwed

You either want my wallet or I'm here for your body

I just want solace and to abandon everybody

I'm glad you can spread your wings and let yourself grow, but your friends been saying things that are hard to let go

They get a little comfy once I'm needed out the room

Speaking on my face

I'm not the one they assumed

You're paying out of pocket

Itemizing the needed basics

They're begging for your money for some fries on your day sick

When I bring it up, I don't mean you shouldn't see them

I've just had enough when you lack any freedom

Do we stand the test of time with all that's between us?

What if we're staying for the sake of convenience?

I'm scared that these times apart could set us off track

I'm afraid that if I leave you, you'll never want me back

 

I live a life wandering around without a plot

Why am I where I'm at when everyone is not?

I know it's politics, I know it's residence, I know it's due to choices, or another person's selfishness

It's hard for me to cheer and get a look at myself

I guess my biggest fear is being born as someone else.