If I Just Turn and Run

I Love Fake Plastic Trees, Can I just say that once again? I'm sitting here crying, I know this sounds really stupid.. . I feel so alone. But Fake Plastic Trees.. reminds me of why I go on smiling. For some reason, it shows me I'm not the only one who has to put up with all this. The world seems fake and plastic right now, but I'll move on. I'm done though. I'm done with all these people who seem to think that I don't matter. I'm done.


I'm sorry everyone, I can't be who you want all the time. But oh me!... I can be who I want. I can be me, who I think is worth a great deal. I mean a lot to me, I think I'm worth something. And I'm going to go on smiling, because Fake Plastic Trees reminds me why I do.

I feel like turning and running now... I feel like leaving it all behind. The tears are stinging my eyes, their pouring down my face. What, oh me, oh life? I'm lost, I'm confused.. I'm alone.

I've tried, I've failed. I've been there, but unappreciated. What, Oh me, Oh life? Am I simply put here to be such? Am I meant to be the dirt rag in the epic play? Is that the verse I'm contributing?

Fake Plastic Earth, why have you grown so cold? What happened to the smiles, the love? You were not always Fake. You were Wonderful. But oh.. My Fake Plastic Love.. :(

Fake Plastic Trees reminds me why I must go on smiling. Because I am worth something, whether you believe it or not.