Permanent State

What can anyone tell me That I don't already know? I've been asked this my whole life But I don't know why All of my recurring dreams Are about me being Humiliated in public But I don't know why I don't want to know why I can't stop looking For some kind of Permanent state I always feel like I have to change Would you all like me If I was different? When I'm in my car and I Look out the window and I Realize I'm real and I'm here But I don't feel it Even being around friends I don't know how to show them That I love them all so much But do they feel it? I hope that they feel it I can't stop looking For some kind of Permanent state I always feel like I have to change Would you all like me If I was different? I could be different I could be different I hate writing songs All these words And memories I have to recall They're so hard to write down And make sound Clever and beautiful Like no one's ever heard them before I could be different I want to be different I could be different I want to be different