Facing The Plastic

Is there something wrong with me
is this something new that I could improve (I could improve)
is there some way that I could explain
what happens inside of my brain
did I bring this on to myself (to myself)

It not okay
whatever you say
cause I bring the silence home with me
but its off my chest
and I don't need to regress
cause I feel the silence killing me

I wanna feel like somebody loves me
I wanna feel like I've made someone proud
I wanna know why I cant explain
I cant explain what's eatin' my brain
did I bring this on to myself

I might be obsessed and think that nobody cares
Its what nobody said, but then I think that I'm dead