Depth perception lost on me
Their eyes were the ones to see
Every mind that could inspire
Left me no one to admire
Every time I opened up
I was never good enough
For the narcissists and kind
Only seemed to leave me behind
But I was always getting by
By saying things that I would always
Used to deny
Drugs and clubs were not my scene
I could not discern their sheen
Still I could not be alone
Though I’d rather be at home
But I was always getting by
By saying things that I would always
Used to deny
How many times could I go on
Putting on a front and wearing this old mask
Who could think to ask
Of all the people I could be
Never once did I only try to be me
But I got by
