Assume
Why do you always assume that I'm okay? You assume that this happy face is all I'm left with. Are you scared to look beyond... What you can't see? You hear me talk, joke, and laugh. And you just assume I'm happy. It bugs me! While I'm in my room, cutting up my life. You're in your room, thinking about happy things. Maybe I'm jealous. That I can't be happy like you can. And I'm jealous, that I'm not as strong as you are. Or maybe I'm just mad because I don't care like you do. Whatever it is, it needs to be solved! I'm sick of sitting here, with you clueless, about what's going on in my life. If you just took time, to try and understand... You'd have a hint, as to why I do the things I do. Say the things I say. Hide the things I hide.... Written March 20th, 2002 © on Mar 20 2002 07:47 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"Why do you always assume that I'm okay?..."