Who Writes a Story
I'm a written tragedy
Don't try to help me
Cause its all right, I like it now
It's always the same
Crying, lying, dying
Its so clear now what I need to do
I won't be my mother
But I can't be my sister
Too happy to be my brother
Too sad to be my father
How can I see the end
With no clear destination
And no road to travel on
I don't wanna be a greek tragedy
Shakespeare's already written me
Reading my story over and over
I won't be my mother
But I can't be my sister
Too happy to be my brother
Too sad to be my father
It's always the same
Crying, lying, dying
Its so clear now what I need to do
I need to break free from the crowd
I will not bow down
Nobody writes a greek tragedy
I'm not Hamlet
Juliet's an idiot
Antigone's to proud
Creon's too loud
So what am I?
My story hasn't been written
I can see many paths
There is always another ending
I just need to write it myself
