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