Attention by design Anxious and bored I'm so invisible Where the fuck's my award For my sadness and trouble? Maybe I should take a pic Make it seem like I am sick Post it and get high off of the clicks I'm sad, mad And no one cares A stranger's life is on the line But what about me? It's a shame They can't see how bad I ache And crave attention by design If I'm not hurt enough I guess I'll work on it And next time I'll look weaker than when I was on drugs My mom overdosed when I was 9 Maybe I should post about it? My dad was never there for me, never there when I cried Maybe I should post about it? Now I'm almost 30, self diagnosed with PTSD I should post about it I wanna be a part of the trend 'Cause now I understand I'm nothing if I don't feel pain I'm nothing if I'm not insane I'm nothing if I don't have fame I'm sad, mad And no one cares A stranger's life is on the line But what about me? It's a shame They can't see how bad I ache And crave attention by design If I'm not hurt enough I guess I'll work on it And next time I'll look weaker than when I was on drugs I feel like a ghost I bleed the most But nobody knows I'm sad, mad And no one cares A stranger's life is on the line But what about me? It's a shame They can't see how bad I ache And crave attention by design If I'm not hurt enough I guess I'll work on it And next time I'll say that I wanna kill myself