Hello
My name is Yarelis
I want to know what it feels to reject someone
To have a hold on one so strong
That they're basically at my mercy
Is there something wrong with me
Or do I not let people in too close?
I'm interesting to gaze at
But
Not enough to press your face on the glass for
Don't have much to say
And when I do, I'm used to not being listened to
Won't bother anyone about my problems
‘Cuz I hate them being public
Which is ironic ‘cuz my career choice exploits all of my trauma
Can't let them know too much about me
Can't let them know
Can't let them know too much about me
Large groups intimidate me ‘cuz I feel washed out in all of their noise
I feel immense pressure to be happy all the time
Happy all time when I'm not
I hate parties ‘cuz I'm introverted
And hook up culture makes me uncomfortable
Maybe I wouldn't be appalled
If I participated myself
These are things I've been dying to talk about
But have no ears around me that are willing to stay open
So here is my open discussion about the weakness in my being
The one thing that music, sex, and self harm have in common
Is the power it has to make me feel like a person
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