Sometimes I sit down alone, on my own
Have so many people, but I feel so alone
The struggle is real. You don't really know
How it feels to be an outcast, and have no home
No friends to talk to, no girl to vibe with
Always checking my phone, but all I see is silence
Can't question the wicked, all they do is deny it
If you think you're alone, take that pain and multiply it
Some days feels like I'm dying
Some days I'd rather be
Every day I'm sad and now it's starting to bother me
Punished for the effort
Judged for the outcome
Looking back four years, and now I'm like
What have I done
No friends to laugh with
No girl to love
Focused on the content
Thought my dreams were enough
Sometimes I sit down alone, on my own
Have so many people, but I feel so alone
They're always watching, but they don't really know
What you really feel like when you're all alone