The Way

Can't explain it,
Can't maintain it,
I don't know why,
But words bother me like; ain't it

Okay, Lets get serious,
Lets get for real,
Everythings always free,
But I never ever steal

I'm sick of school,
Study Hall's a drag,
I'm sick of stupid kids,
Saying Kassie is a fag

Never to my face,
Never confrontable,
But I hear it when I turn around,
Which makes me feel so uncomfortable

I'm sick of the stupid stuff,
That revolves like a planet,
And when bad stuff happens to me,
It seems like they planned it

But all in all,
It's one more day,
One more page,
For the book called the way

No I'm not done,
What were you thinking?
Cuz I'm the massive sea,
And your little boat is sinking

This isn't a chapter,
This isn't even a page,
It's merely a f'in sentence,
In MY book called the way.