Pick, pick on me. That's all you do
I'm your target, it's just me and you.
I turn around hearing the sound of my name
Size doesn't matter in this game
Why am I the one you blame
For your problems, your everything
It's me. I get no chance; nothing.
Your eyes strike me with a cold fear
But inside you I see you shed a tear
I don't see that person that's maybe so nice
You just pick on me... More than twice.
I feel so alone why am I so hated?
If only I wasn't shy I could've mated
With others to stick up for me too
But no... It's me. And you.
Except you're not hurt and torn up inside
I always go home wanting to hide.
From the world, from you, from the fear
I have that's eating me year after year.
Music can't block out all you do
I tell myself just me and you, me and...
Is it you? I'm going to bury my head in sand
That's better than I ever planned
I want to run, run, run away but I can't...
You're here, inflicting pain. But strong I aren't.
It's just
Me
And
You
Fighting away
I hope you'll stop, maybe one day.
I'm dead inside; you've taken my life
You've stabbed my heart with a sharp silver knife.
Maybe just once you'll feel my pain
But I'll never understand what you did gain.
From killing me. My life.
Just me.
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