Airlocked Closet

Don't know what to think
You think that I'm a freak
But you keep me in your house
Never let this mind think freely
And I think you're kind of creepy
And your tendencies are sneaky
And your matter-of-fact mindset makes me want to gouge my eyes out
With the brush from this mascara i've been hiding in this closet
That I'm trapped in

So I stand up in the mirror
But it's foggy and quite clearly been abused from overuse
Because I try to justify myself to you.

Playing every game
And then absorbing all the shame
Then I sneak off as I loom
To my dim and quiet room
And I shave off every inch
Of hair that's on my skin
And I know that you can't stop me
But my memory's quite shitty

I remember when you cheered
When I was finally feeling happy
Now we're screaming every day
Over each and every way
That I wear my hair and clothes
Why you care, nobody knows
But you're stuck in parts of history we've passed
It clearly shows.