I can't seem to find a place to go, a place for me.
I'm always trying to run from the person you want me to be.
So please just stop, because Im sorry but I can't keep acting like everything's ok when I'm not free.
Free to be who I want.
Do what I want.
See who I want.
Free to live and love
And be able to love to live.
I can't keep it going, so I have to stop.
Before it gets to much.
So much that my head will pop!
I need to stop now, so thanks for being a friend.
Sorry but now is when I end.
~Alexza
