Out of words

Verse 1: Darling, I’m in pain,
         Ready to explode again.
         I don’t shine, and they don’t see —
         That’s not how I’ve imagined me.
         I’m out of words, voice’s out of tune,
         Violin is missing string or two.
         My piano knows some simple chords,
         And every step I take, it really hurts.

Chorus: “And you write about the things you’ve never really known,
         Like, calm down, it doesn’t even worth to be shown.
         Girl, who the hell has ever told you that it’s your show?
         It’s like a random chance selection, dear, you should let go.”

Post-Chorus: “Just move on, everybody has their place,
              Just move on, don’t be a freak, for God’s sake!”

Verse 2: Strangers always frighten me,
         They’re still the reason when I want to live.
         Aspire to judge, aspire to rate,
         When little things define a someone’s fate.
         And I’m tired of being on the edge,
         When tears of fear turn into the rage.
         Caught in between the life and death —
         I swear, I still hope for the best.

Bridge:  Yeah, I still hope for the best,
         No one but me creates my path.
         Passionate as it’s lifetime’s love,
         I pave my path out of words.

Chorus:  And I write about the things I love having known,
         I believe there’s someone who likes it to be shown.
         Don’t have to ask, dear, as long as it’s my life.
         If it’s a random chance, at least why can’t I try?

Post-Chorus: I move on, I know it’s my place,
             I move on, and I’m a freak, I love this way!

Знаю, это не очень похоже на мой стиль, но я написала это на эмоциях где-то за минут 10, поэтому просто и откровенно.