today has been something different 
i don't know how to explain it 
simply chore after chore 
page after page 
it's time to write something new 
but i am too afraid of screwing up 
i'm always too afraid 
i'm sick of you 
of so many of you acting like 
something you're not 
pretending to be so perfect 
pretending that the world is your problem 
and yours alone 
you selfish, selfish crowd 
you group of copy-cats, of clones 
i can barely stand you anymore 
everything you say 
everything you do 
it's all been done before 
and you sit there and pretend 
that you're something special 
when you talk to me 
i see right through you 
when you speak to me 
your words truly mean nothing 
if you ever get the courage to 
say that you're lying to everyone 
then, by all means, 
speak to us then 
but not now 
not unless you have something good to say 
i want the courage to write something new 
to do something different 
to distinguish myself from this black and white 
all i need is time and distance 
and no more caring of what 
any of you think about me 
i'm so tired of caring 
of trying to make such a good impression 
of trying to please this group of pretenders 
i'm writing something different 
making some waves 
and i don't care what you think 
you're just a part of the ocean