I didn't want the people to see the satisfaction of breaking me
Am I a token
Was I broken
Looking for a cause
To be just lost
Crying over my youth
Blaming and me yelling over the abuse
What's the use
People stories have scars
It didn't change who I was even though it left a mark
I wanted my life sometimes to hit pause
What's the cause
Of me being lost
It's because I'm sick and tired of people telling me I'm broken in their game
In their charade
Because In their petty little game they didn't realize that their the ones for to be blamed
Instead Of me going away
Instead of feeling like I'm being burned in flames 🔥
