Connection Anxiety

I keep my inner thoughts

On a secret server

My digital journal to keep track of myself

I keep a sketchbook with

All my weird little drawings

I never show them 'cause

It's not with the effort

Tip my pen with blood

Spill my insides on the keyboard

To keep you satisfied

I keep a diary with my dangerous ideas

I write it down to keep myself from being scared

Interconnected

Connection anxiety

I'm scared of what you think

When you try to dissect me

Interconnected

Connection anxiety

I'm scared of what you'll say

When you get inside of me

Under an all-seeing eye

There's no way to find the shade

Everyone needs an opinion

Everyone needs an opinion

Under an all-seeing eye

I can't escape the feeling

My life could end in days

It could end in minutes or hours or seconds

It doesn't matter anyway

And I could try to keep it down

I could try to let it out

I do my best through my voice

My words, my art, my clothes

My everything

And you sit there

And you watch me pick my skin

You watch me bleed myself

Like a vessel for your entertainment

Does it matter anyway?

Does it matter anyway?

Does it matter anyway?