Odd
Cloudy days in mid March shouldn't be so very hard
But I am flawed, too self involved
And honestly a little odd
When will I learn that I'll always be inadequate at best?
Heart on my sleeve, not in my chest
I'm in desperate need of help, won't someone save me from myself?
Save me from myself.
Sometimes I think of who I was back when I was just 15
I don't think that he'd be proud of what I've grown to be
When will I learn?
No, I can't change in just a day, a week, or a month, or a year
I will stay right here
I'll just stay right here
When will I learn, not to take my self so seriously?
Born to stay the same
And I could never change
the truth that I cannot escape...
I will never learn
Writer/s: Blind Lion
