Display Ethan Jewell

Alone in this house, I feel scared
Alone in this place, I feel a deep tear in my soul as they pear inside. Nowhere is safe, i want to just hide
So they pear through the windows, and make me feel sick
My flaws, my insecurities is what they pick
Watched by Misses and Misters, eyes of judgement and weighted whispers
They watch through it all, my highs and my lows
But the lows, they just laugh. And I scream and I cry
Why can't they pay attention to the high?
So I sit in a cage, that's made out of glass
And I want to leave, get away from here fast
But I cower in my cage, like a lion in a zoo
The stress of my life hurts me. I'm not getting through
Please stop looking at me. I'm not looking my best
The constant stress of not being fully blessed
The shattered glass reflects on my bleeding skin
But nobody notices the state that I'm in

On display, I'm a endless piece of meat
The toll on my life, my soul takes a beat
Through the poking and prodding, the painful talking
My revenge after death, I'm slowly plotting
The words, swallow, be whole, and I felt all alone
Please, can I just go home
Tell me sit down, I'm strapped to this chair
An endless highway, I'm going no where
The judgers aren't the only ones spectating
I'm my own weapon, just self deprecating
They tell me to make my own jokes
My happiness, it's all just a big hoax
But my smiles are fake. My laughs are to high
And deep inside, I just want to cry