Museum Of My Mess

Welcome to my exhibition
The museum of my own mess
Rain falls down from the ceiling
Put on a show, I tried my best

Pieces of me scattered across the room

Wonderful,
I messed up again
Why can’t I just be
Like all of my friends

So typical
I’m falling again
This vicious cycle seems to never end

I pick up the pieces
Clean up the mess
Once awhile

I laughed at my own reflection
The self-pity’s a bit too much
I showcase beams of illusions
But nothing I do is good enough

All of my days
Wish I could fly away

Wonderful,
I messed up again
Why can’t I just be
Like all of my friends

So typical
I’m broken again
This vicious cycle seems to never end

I pick up the pieces
Clean up the mess
Everyday

This is wonderful
I messed up again
I just wanna be
Like my friends

The museum of my mess