February 12th
Sometimes I feel sad, sometimes I feel hurt, but I've put up with crap that makes all this far less worse
I woke up early on Lincoln's birthday, so used to the stench of my own foul misery

I try, to hide, who I am inside
You gotta cut me down, please give me a rest cause I only can take so much
(Cause I only can take so much)

My key doesn't work anymore, locked out, feel so hopeless
All my neighbors, they don't even wave to me
It could just be a bad day for them
Twisting my DNA again, they called on you to find Amelia Earhart for them
You combed the sea, but only found me and my deflated ego on the ground
I got an apricot, on my desk, from a student, in a school of fish
I hide in plain

I try, to hide, who I am inside
You gotta cut me down, please give me a rest cause I only can take so much