I sit here with blank thoughts
not knowing what to say
not knowing what to think
negative thoughts running thru my head every day
same shit different day
i wake up and open my eyes
sick of fake people
sick of their fake lies
who should i be
what will i become
this is what im thinking
with all this shit in front of me
going crazy from the pressure
my parents always on my back
its getting out of hand
and one day im gonna crack
i know what i want to
i want to travel and write
why cant they just let me live my own life?
they really need to see the light
i am my own person
ill try not to dismay
i just wish they could see this
before they push me away
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