I can feel the world's weight right above my shoulders
And it gets worse and worse as I get older.
I can't explain the feeling, the dread above my head
I just want to live a fullfilling life before I'm dead.
I love the ones I love more than I can explain
And it seems like the ones I love the most feel me with the most pain.
I despise the people who look down on me
I just don't think they understand what it's like to be me.
How would you feel if the one you gave your all to, ignored you?
How would you react when you see he didn't just leave you, he left you for a wh0r3 too.
How would you like it to see everyone else so happy
When deep down inside you keep your feelings hidden and feel so crappy?
It doesn't make sense to me to be so good to others
When unhappiness rounds the corner and you're the one it smothers.
I smile in your face, when inside I think I'm dying.
But know this, just know this:
I really am trying.
Trying to be happy, for real this time.
And not just keep your heart content,
But also fullfill that desire in mine.
