I suppose i should be happy,
that my intentions go unnoticed,
just means no one can hesitate,
when i tell myself outloud,
i am not their daughter anymore.
there comes a time in the day,
where i consider thinking about,
turning back on what is planned,
walk away from things i want
cause no one wants this for me.
i could guess what happens next,
this unraveling fortune is so cliche,
it ends when i admit the worst,
that a girl is lonesome and sick,
but i am quite far from that page.
been hoping this magic feeling will last,
that i can stand and be the best,
but it seems this sensation is going stail,
who's fault is that now i wonder,
i have no one to blame but myself
