I sometimes wonder if anyone is listening,
To all the words I try to sing,
Like a criminal on the run,
I know how to have some fun,
I'm badly hated, but at least I do it in the best way,
I got my wrist covered because I'll have to fraud the them for the rest of my days;
Some of us know the drill,
Some of us resort to pills,
Either way nothing will change;
I just want to go back to the way things should be,
I wonder if I should find a therapist to know everything about me,
Our young vows spoken out loud:
"Til everything does us part",
I scream the pain,
And let it stab my heart;
They think I'm crazy,
But I just got a lot of things going on,
I wonder if I'll ever finish this song,
Before I decide that I should go away,
Sure I could stay for one more day;
Some of us know the drill,
Some of us resort to pills,
Either way nothing will change;
I just want to go back to the way things should be,
I wonder if I should find a therapist to know everything about me,
Our young vows spoken out loud:
" Till everything does us part ",
I scream the pain,
And let it stab my heart;
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Poems: Life is Life.
PoesiaJust little props (poems/songs) I've written to open the eyes. *I don't own any of the media work (art, etc)
