Mama says I'm not good at anything

Keep my mouth shut say nothing

Not venting my thoughts just sit and waste

Like a living ghost cause I feel misplaced

I want my dream

But it feels so far away

I want to be on the cover of magazines

I want to be on MTV or have my own reality

I wish they would break down the walls to get to me

Isn't this so f**king insane

The world behind the box is taking over my brain

Mama says I'm not good at anything

I stare at emptiness and say nothing

Don't open my mouth just sit and waste

Like a living ghost cause I feel misplaced

I hate seeing all this shit

But at the same time I want to be a part of it

"Suicide " Repeats itself in my mind

I wish they would break down the walls to get to me

Isn't this so f**king insane

The world behind the box is taking over my brain