When I'm older
Ill leave,
As soon as i can
Im gone,
Everything's all wrong
There is so much decieved,
I'm forced to call this home,
Seems much more like hell,
I sit in my room all alone
And pretend that life is well,
18 months to go
Then i could finally be free,
In 18 months i won't be told
How to live my life
And be me.
