Its that time again.

All I want to do is crawl inside a hole.
A deep dark hole.
I'm sick of these sunlight headaches.
Everyone around me is living a different life.
Like Ariel I want to be a part of your world.
I don't watch a whole lot of tv but these days you're all fictional characters.
Your plots are set up for happy endings but mine was left unfinished.
I cry for you.
I laugh for you.
I'd die (live) for you.
I just feel like an outsider on the inside.
No one really notices because they don't have to.
I'm not sad just confused.