The Madness Within

it happened again, another time, oh, damn i opened too much, the flames inside i fanned i showed too much of my madness i'd rather you saw my not-so-secret sadness you don't need to know that i'm insane i'd rather not continue digging my own grave it's slowed again, my air circulation such panic at this revelation by tomorrow, you'll all surely hate me why am i like this? am i fated to always mess it up? this chasm between us, the anger, bitter sarcasm every word i say comes out wrong it's like a very off-key song the way i speak, just so damn stupid and i am, too, how I'm assuming that you'll like something i said that you'll grow to like me instead