My Life

Life takes a hard fall inside of us.
yeah this could be bull.l shi.t
but to me it's my life this is where.
where it is suppose to be like.
that's what i actually thought.

my life ends like a cutter.
the last scar on her legs.
the last kiss she ever gave.
but screw that i hate talking about it.
i hate talking about death.
i hate writing about that.

but i do it anyway.
so my life is confusing.
from now and the end.
my mind is twisted in a knot.
what if i did a mistake.
what if i did a right thing.

what if it ends.
where would it all be.
still be here.
hate me forever.
because i did something wrong.
because i did something right.

this is my life.
it's messed up right now.
i wish i didn't come out with it.
i wish i did think more and more.
everyone is fu.ck-in me up.
everyone is bringing it down on me.

but i keep on putting it up.
i keep on going back and fourth.
i want to be left alone.
i want to see what i can do.
what i can become.
i want to be independent.
no one to care about sometimes.
but then there's you i want to.

Oh my gosh.
I'm so confused.
my life is a life.
let me tell you this.
that a life that's less confusing.
shouldn't be living along with it.
i don't make sense.
maybe because i only had 2 hours of sleep.

but i don't care this is what i got.
what i got out of all this.
that I'm still confused.
that I'm still lost.
that i do want to be.
but then i don't.
i want to turn away.
i want to make it wrong.
but all i can see is right.

they can hate me.
they can love me.
but for me.
myself I'm going to stay confused.
i begin to think that.
until i realized what i did truly want.

Dear my life.
this is what i put in the box.
and seal it with my touge.
in the envelope.
and put it away underneath the tree.