Walk into my room,

It's the same as it was two minutes ago

Dirty and unclean,

Not the way my mother wanted it to be


Sometimes I wish I was responsible

But then I can't admit I'm not responsible

What if I were perfect

What if people, schoolmates would appreciate my presence?

What if I wouldn't scream in public?


Don't give a damn about the price or brand names

I always write all over my shoes, I never tie my shoelace

Always feeling high, losing sense of time

Drunk off my imperfections, never feel alright


What if I were perfect?

What if people, schoolmates appreciated my presence?

What if I wouldn't scream in public?

[Repeat 3x]