Self reflection
At an intersection
Self-reflecting
At my middle section
Self-respecting
Is an interjection
To my normal
Introspection

Did I expect a real connection?
Healing, stealing all affection
Or did I ask for too much of you?

Oh
It's no way
There's no way
I could be
So true
To myself
It's unreal
It's unreal

Every day it's spent
I stay in my room
In my room
And I wonder if it's all too
Too lonely for me
Do I have any friends?
Or do I take them
For granted?

Oh
It can't be true
What I think of you
Who am I?

Oh
It's no way
There's no way
I could be
So true
To myself
It's unreal
It's unreal