Existential crisis

Don't ask me again
No I'm not okay
Don't look into my eyes

Don't know who I am
You don't understand
You don't have the answers

I'm questioning faith
Don't know what to say
Sometimes I'm in anger

Just another day
Been wanting to escape
I'ma take a nap now

I'm grieving myself
For how much I've changed
My parents don't get me

They think it's a phase
I know they've been praying
Like I got a disease

I still have my friends
Some don't understand
Feel like they don't know me anymore

I'll welcome you to my existential crisis
2 days I smile, the 5 other ones I'm crying
I'm here with you, we realized that we've been blinded
I'm 22, but that's not when it all started

Don't wanna go crazy
I find my ways
To keep myself busy

When I stop and think
My life isn't great
It ain't easy

They listen to saints
Don't use their own brains
Just copying behaviours

With fingers of grace
They point at my face
Still say that we're neighbours

Am I gonna risk?
Just wanted some peace
How am I still breathing

I thought I knew shit but
What am I doing
What is my purpose

How big can I dream?
How much will I ruin?
Don't think I believe it anymore

I've been fighting for a truth I don't believe in
And I'm tired of this lie I have been living
Still got things that give me strength to wake up every morning
But sometimes I do get sick of my own mind