I'm sick of this life, and the people that surround me in it.
I'm sick of being told what to do,
And given the responsibility of someone over my age,
and yet being treated like a five year old.
Scratch that, i'd be lucky to have that kind of treatment.
I'm sick of drugs, and alcohol,
Smoking and sex.
Its all a combination of revolution.
It sucks.
I'm sick of people, i'm sick of choices,
I'm sick of having to make them.
Making the right, or wrong one, i'm sick of it all.
I'm sick of life, and 99% of the people in it.
99% of the idiotic people who don't know right from wrong,
Smart from dumb,
Drugs from fun.
So many bright lights to cast a shadow
But can I speak?
Well is it hard understanding I'm incomplete
A life that's so demanding I get so weak
A love that's so demanding I can't speak
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you could say can stop me going home
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