Someone wake me

Has anyone wondered what it would be to be me,
seeing things the way i see.

never knowing what tomorrow will bring,
and actually not caring about anything.

when i was younger i use to care,
wanting to know everything and be everywhere.

then something happened and i was different,
i started to treat everyone like shit.

i think its because i was treated that way,
my mother never seemed to think about the things she would say.

i decided to leave the house and move with my dad,
for a while i was no longer sad.

i started to misbehave and i could no longer stay in one spot,
so i began to drink and smoke a lot of pot.

one day just once i picked up a knife,
its because i saw four lovely young women lose their life.

i started to get high more and more,
because i could not take it anymore.

then one day i thought about life and when it would go,
and i realized i was living mine too low.

i changed my life and now Im in love,
i hope Mindy i proud of me looking from above.

*love you Mindy, you keep coming to me in my dreams and its nice to see you again*