Complex syndrome
Who is a laughingstock?
I dread the morning. Cuz I have to gaze me in the mirror
Brushing my messy hair won’t change it
I wish it would rain. I can hide in the umbrella to cover my face
Forgive me, even living is dirty and guilty.
It hurts, the stare like rain stings my chest
I’m sick and tired of making excuses
I envy that girl laughing with carefree
No one listen to my words cuz I’m in the shade.
I wanna be loved
I wanted to shine with the most beautiful smile
If I could at least smile like that girl
“You’re not alone” ? Don’t make fun of me
That innocent kindness will make me miserable
I hope you notice.
I’ve got complex syndrome.
A laughingstock is me.
I’m afraid of tomorrow. That’s why I can’t sleep at night.
I can’t stop thinking about it even that’s worthless.
I always knew your word “Cute” was a Lie
Yeah, my face look like a doodle. It’s disgusting. It’s shameful.
By the time I realized it, it was too late.
The painful words deformed my smile
I wanted to live my life pretending to be carefree
Don’t leave me in the shade with no one around
I’m afraid of alone.
I wanted to smile perfectly like her.
It’s impossible for me. I couldn’t do that.
“You can do it” ? Don’t make fun of me
That innocent kindness will stab me in the heart again.
I don’t even have a place to run anymore.
The complex syndrome is incurable.
Forgive me for being a failure