Can't Be Too Hard on Myself

I woke up feeling strange
I guess it's that time of day
I don't know why people seem concerned for me
Cause don't they know I go to therapy?

I can't explain how I feel
I know that the feels are real
I heard them whispering things
I never got the appeal
She's got an awful personality

Oh I got an awful personality
Don't you blame it on me, nah
The boulevard took a toll on me

I have another thing I'd like to say

oh, I used to think I had a lot of friends
They were fake and they were in my head
They all wanted me to do well
But not better than them

If you can't see all of the progress I've made
Just to back pedal away pedal away
Can't be too hard on myself
I can't be kind all the time
It cannot kill me to try
Can't be too hard on myself

When that's a waste of my time
And that's a waste of my time
But sometimes I just feel like a waste of a life

Why do people always assume
I'm guilty of that kind of myself but you knew
It's hard to separate all the opinions from the truth
and if I can, I'll just make it short:
I don't take well to being alone
I'll tell it to the bathroom floor
The audacity in asking me to just hit it raw
He had an odd sense of morality
Aw, he had an awful personality
But the dick was pretty good you see
Just not good enough for him to be a dick to me

And if you cannot see all of the progress I've made
Just to backpedal away pedal away
Can't be too hard on myself
I can't be kind all the time
It cannot kill me to t-t-try
Can't be too hard on myself

But okay what did you mean that day
Angry enough to the point
you're never gonna admit it
Oh you say I have audacity
Angry enough to the point
you're writing it on some paper

But that was just myself
Telling me to give it a rest
6 months of this inside of in my head
You never checked up on me anyway
Instead I gave myself all this anxiety

Oh could this have gone without saying?
You never take it up with me
And I'll be waiting till you find
a better way that
you can speak to me