I feel like I need to be on my own,
You know,
Alone?
Maybe Mom was right,
Writing checks your mind can't cash,
And Making life for a fifteen year old girl worse,
And It just keeps getting worse and worse overnight.
I feel like I should be a loner,
A person better off by itself,
You know,
And just become a stoner.
If I'm so confused,
Should I just keep going?
Or just kill parts of my life?
My mind is just so bruised.
I don't know what to think anymore.
I don't want to be selfish and ya know, ...
Die?
I caught you looking through the corner of your eye,
Some how it just makes me stay.
Torcher or for the best?
One day,
I will get the answer.
One day......
I will finally be the carefree person I want to be.
No One will stop me.
I can't blame anything on my mom, my boyfriend, damned people at school , or teachers.
Because I'll be me.
And I'll be happy as ever to leave these problems behind.
