I've let myself go
I'm losing control
but nobody knows
and that's what I chose
I'm inside out
I'm all about
Don't have a mind
I'm so confined
I've already lost it
with one small thread of hope
just imagining what it could of been like
but knowing it's too late

Never any privacy, but I'm really all alone.
Going through the same routines, I pray for something new.
No one I want notices me, and the ones I don't always do.
Someday I know things will change, maybe even change my point of view.