He locks the door Shuts the light Looks like he's in for the night He lies awake again drenched in sweat from his endless fright He wonders why He wonders why Is that a monster in the closet Shit should i get up and close it Why did mommy die? What if i'm despised? Why can't i communicate? Do i act like that guy i hate? Am i a hypocrite? Do i even give a shit? Am i growing, am i shrinking? Should i be eying your thinking? Is that different than this? Am i too young for my first kiss? He wonders why He wonders why He wants to cry so he start to cry He drops to his knees Why should i cry He wants to cry so he start to cry He drops to his knees and looks to the sky and says Why why should i even try? He looks in the mirror every night gazing eyes doubt the fright Wondering what to believe Not realizing the security in being naive
