How Long Is 'Too Long'?

Too long I've held this inside.
Too long I've told these lies.
Too long I've had to hide.
Too long I've cried.

I'm screaming to the world, but alas no one hears me.
I'm drowning in a sea of pitiful people, and all they do is watch in amusement.
I'm running from the light.

Am I really gone?
Am I really just a prop?
Am I really breaking down with no one to call a tow-truck?

Why can't I be careless?
Why can't I just be in a "perfect" world where everyone is "REAL"?
Why can't I accept the fact that I may never meet the expectations of these bitches!?