My Mom Still Cleans My Room

Im not always nice, not always mean

My room has never been seen clean

The way I feel is not always how I seem

The thoughts that form inside my brain

Dont always seem to entertain

cause when I tell my company

They think theres something wrong with me

You dont know me like you think you do

You dont understand me and its true

Im getting older day by day

Aint got time to get to everything

Hold on tight, enjoy the ride

Life is short, so live it wisely

Im not always sick, but often tired

Sometimes Im having fun or wired

I dont have someone to call my own

Im not full of all the answers

I guess that Im an o.k. dancer

I just want to be left alone