Because of you I am alone.
Just sitting here like a pile of bones.
For me you have dreams, but i just want you to leave.
I have my own dreams, but you won't let me breathe.
You want me to be successful,
But you're making me stressful
You stole my identity and my skills.
And i just want to have the thrill,
Of being something i want and express my feelings.
But you, you just tell me:
"It's nothing worth hoping for."
Your way is making me poor.
Please let me be free, i dont want to be under your control.
It seems i no longer have a soul,
To call my own.
