Heaven Help Me For The Way I

I Still Don't Know How To Drive. I Don't Go Anywhere, Really. My Brother Drives Me. I Walk Around My Neighborhood But I Don't Go Anywhere, Nor Do I Want To.

Home Is Where My Habits Have A Habitat

I Mean To Prove I Mean To Move In My Own Way/ And Say I've Been Getting Along/ For Long Before You Came Into The Play.

If I Respect Myself And Believe In What I'm Doing, No One Can Touch Me.

Everybody Sees Me As This Sullen And Insecure Little Thing. Those Are Just The Sides Of Me That I Feel It's Necessary To Show Because No One Else Seems To Be Showing Them.