I don’t want them to know that this is how I feel that this is what I do when they aren’t looking
I don’t want them to know that I’m never enough that I am inadequate that I’m scared
Half the time I don’t know what I’m doing I don’t know what it is I want
Most of the time I can’t make up my mind I can’t seem to place one foot secure one foot
And all the time I can’t stop being this way I can’t stop being this way All the time