'Cause We Will Never Be The Same

I've been standing in gas, and you have been the flame.
So I know sorry just wouldn't do it.

It's much harder than I initially thought.
Forgetting with love, and not hate.

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Boring,
Now the word to describe who I am.
Interesting?
People aren't interested in your knowledge and the little facts that you know.
They want action. They want promiscuity. They want fun.
They don't want individuality, they want conformity. They don't want people with intelligence and ambition, they want educational procrastinators who're nice to look at. And here I am, generalising.
Here I was, laughing and being loud. Saying things I normally wouldn't say. This is ridiculous. Solid crap.
I don't want to be treated rudely, or to made fun of, but here I am taking every hit.
Me? Serious? Is that a joke?
No.
My self esteem is dying, they won't accept me for who I am. So pretend!
Pretend! Pretend! PRETEND, MOTHERFUCKING PRETEND!

I'm losing myself.
I'm sick of living in the shadow of my alter ego.

I need You.