Who I Am

I don't know if it's just my eyeliner
But I feel like crying
I think I had a mental breakdown
When I cut my hair on Friday
I chopped it all off, brown paisleys on the floor
And bleached the apetalous stems
New hair, new me, that's what people say
But I don't fucking know who I am

I'm so unhappy
It's silent for two seconds and I'm crying
I think I'm dying
This stress certainly can't be conducive to functioning
Don't ever wanna go back to school
(Fuck that place)
They don't want to hear my bullshit poetry slams
They say that's me, that's my signature thing
But I don't fucking know who I am

I hate all my friends and I hate their stupid words
They lie to me and tell me that I come first
But then they lie when they say they're just too busy
And I understand, my company is a hearse
I don't fucking belong
I can't write a hit song
And I've lost all my motivation
Everyone's pulling away
And I understand
Because I don't fucking know who I am

I don't fucking know who I am
I don't fucking know who I am
I don't fucking know who I am
I don't fucking know who I am

I did it because I thought people would like me
But all I did was lose myself
I miss my old friends even if they're traitors
It's just that I don't fucking know who I am
The older I get, the less I know
I'm letting go of my highest hopes
My mind is the lion, my heart's the lamb
I just wanna fucking know who I am
I feel like I got on Patrick Bateman's good side
When I tried to persistently cross the line
Why do I do this? I hate my life, goddamn
I just wanna fucking know who I am
The old me was weak and got his heart broken
The new me is powerful and confident
But is that me? Is that who I am?
I just wanna fucking know who I am

I wanna fucking know who I am
I wanna fucking know who I am
I wanna fucking know who I am
I wanna fucking know who I am

I didn't realize it before but
I don't fucking know who I am