My life

by Danya   Apr 30, 2007


I'll paint a picture of my life
and let you know the real me.
Hectic days I don't want to live
and that I'd rather not have you see.

I'd really rather hide and let you
think what it is you want.
But instead I will just tell you, for
there's nothing for me to flaunt.

Ever since I was little I've been
taking care of myself.
My mom did a good job raising me
but wasn't always there to help.

I surrounded myself with family so
I don't really know how to open up.
I grew up a really shy girl and meeting
new people has gotten tough.

So instead I depend on family who
I no longer really know.
I'm getting used to not seeing them
and I'm starting to let them go.

Lately none of them get along
and more then half of them drink.
They don't realize it hurts the rest of us
but they don't stop to think.

It's breaking my heart it's so out of control
I just want to leave this town for good.
But instead I'm going to stay in school
because I know that I should.

It's really hard to avoid trouble
when I was raised with it everyday.
I don't understand how they can live with
a grudge and avoid eachother everyday.

Somedays I just want to give up
and never come back here again.
But I'm too scared to go on my own
because I depend so bad on them.

I hate that I feel so alone when I
have so many people that care.
Everyday in person people see
me but in reality I'm not there.

My mind is always somewhere else
and I can fake my phony smile.
On the outside I'm growing up
but on the inside I'm still a child.

So I'll paint a picture of my life and
let you know the real me.
You can look at it with admiration
or choose to judge what you see.

So in case you haven't figured out
perfect is anywhere near our style.
Yes at times I despise my life but
the learning is well worthwhile.

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