A/N: and this is how you get to know my angsty side.
TW: my own anxiety, addiction to devices, stuck in the past or uncontrollable worries of the future
I want to see your face,
But from here it's impossible.
I want to know it's real,
But what I see is only just a computer.
I'm scared to live out my life,
Come out and call me a coward.
I'm having trouble dealing with the future,
Tell me it's because of whatever.
It's not the past I'm worried about,
It's not the present I'm living in,
It's not the future I'm worrying about,
It's not how everyday just drags on.
I want to act like them,
I want to look like them,
I want to be like them,
But it's hard when 'them' it isn't real.
I'm telling you it's impossible,
I'm telling you to call me a coward,
I'm telling you to make me focus on the now,
Please, just wake me up and talk to me.
Maybe it's because I've been trapped in for so long.
Maybe it's because I've tried to distract myself for so long.
Maybe it's because this little teen can't face the unknown.
Please, just wake this little teen up and talk to them.
This little teen thinks they can change,
When the little teen just keeps proving they can't.
This little teen thinks the world is shît,
Please tell the little teen it might change.
I want to see your face,
I want to live out my life,
I want to stop worrying about shit,
Please wake me up and talk to me.
If you're out there,
If you're real,
If you know me well,
Please wake me up and talk to me.
