Everyone is telling me to be myself
But I've been myself for so many years
All the friends I've had has left me,
And I don't know them anymore

So why be me when I feel so alone?
Why be me when I spend my nights crying?

I'm only happy when in my dreams
Where everything works out for me
I know life is hard,
 But I can't stand it so far

I'm afraid to die and I'm afraid to live
I'm stuck in a place where I don't excist

But now I put on my mask
Ignore my feelings so I can live somewhat of a life
My life is empty and I accept it
So I keep on living and dreaming for something that can change it