My confidence is shaky, my nerve is failing.

Running round in circles, wondering what I've done wrong.

No way to be certain, no way to be sure.

Only sign of my wasting is I feel insecure.

Time to smile, put on a happy face.

But inside I'm crying, can't find my place.

World isn't cruel, we make it seem so.

Only wish is that I knew right from wrong.

No idea what I've done or where I went wrong.

Seems to late to tell me, I feel too far gone.

I want to be wrong, I want to be well.

But the thoughts inside me don't sit very well.

Time to play happy, time to play dumb.

No need for people to know I feel numb.