Ice Project - Rollercoaster

Could I ask if it helps to be sad if I am?
Could I lay out my future and stick to the plan?
Would it help if I tired not to be alone?
Or am I better off on my own?
If that boy in the photo is me then I fear
What he'd say if today he could be standing here
Would it take the self esteem from his eyes?
Or could I isolate him from the lies?
Would it leave if I drove from this town to the next?
Could the gap in my brain miraculously fix?
Could it put me back into that zone?
Or will I still be dry to the bone?
I know I've told you this before
But "detached" isn't sounding good anymore
Could it be the thing I have to earn?
Could I escape unscathed and raturn?
What if thoughts could be real by the turn of a knob?
Could the bad disappear if a hat's to be dropped?
Could I smile by the switch of a bathroom light?
Could I make all the darkness seem bright?
I kick and scream when I get too close
I run and hide when I feel exposed
I feel so calm when you're to blame
Such an ironic release from my shame
Could I try to explain and be heard for just once?
Is it hard or just me that does not want a chance?
Am I slowly frying up or down?
I'm getting nowhere fast on my own
When I'm wrong it is usually impulse my dear
When I'm wrong it's usually impulse my dear
When I'm right it is usually driven by fear
Am I somehow somewhere in between?
Or is this rollercoaster my scene?