Judgement

Good for nothing
Yes, you are
Uncomfortable
Yes, you are
You feel you’re trapped
In a world that passes you by
You feel stupid just because
You know the things you should’ve done
But didn’t do
You avoid people just to be alone
You try to figure things out on your own
And others tend to misjudge
Misunderstand, misinterpret
You don’t seem to know yourself anymore
Riding a carousel that never seem to end
And you’re deteriorating, inside, slowly
And you choose to fight