I'm not feeling well,
My thoughts in a swell,
My heart shows remorse,
But my actions are coarse,
Against my will, you'll never understand the thrill,
That is to rebel,
And go through my hell,
That's my life,
It's like being stabbed with a knife,
I know what went wrong,
But it's been so long,
The adrenaline rush,
Just like a first crush,
I'd do it again,
Away from all the young men,
Away from all the pressure,
That would be a nice refresher,
To run away,
And finally be at bay,
That's all I really want,
Nothing to taunt,
My life will be okay,
I'll be home later today,
All seemed to be lost,
But that is the cost,
That is to rebel,
And go through my hell.
