WTF

I can't be selfish
I can't be generous
So what I'm supposed to be
I don't know
But it wasn't my fault
How can I feel guilty?
I can't be mad
But I can't stay normal
I was already thought like that
So what's point that I'm trying to prove?
I was never praised for what I did right
But hidden by a bitch
A total jerk
It's a home but just the appearance
For the efforts I contribute to
They were all useless
Then I don't want to try
I'm sorry
But your face should be compared with poop and shit

Now my friends are all under pressure because of college
I can't tell
My mom is busy with her life
I can't tell
The people that I'm living with
I can't tell
Who the fuck I should talk to
Of course, it's me