I feel like I’m drowning
I just can’t seem to breathe
All of this lying
Is taking a toll on me

People won’t understand
If I tell them the truth
That I just wasn’t good enough
To be of any use

I wish I were smarter
Then I wouldn’t have to lie
I could brag about everything
And hold my head up high

I wish there was one person
That I know who would understand
Then I could share all of my secretes
And have someone hold my hand

I am starting to slip up
So people might eventually know
That this charade I’m upholding
Was undoubtedly just for show

The more people ask
The more that I have to invent
And remember to keep my story straight
At every single event

I don’t know how much longer
I can keep this lie going strong
I’ll either crack or suffocate
I think I've known that all along