Always Get Thrown Right In My Face?
Why Is It That Everytime I Make Up My Mind,
I'll Have People Telling Me Otherwise.
Abusing Me With Their Words,
Phsycologyly Crippling Me.
Why Can't I Follow My Heart,
Why Can't I Have The Authority
To Think What's Right Fer Me?
Why Can't I Be Thinking What's
Right Fer Me,
What COuld Be Right Fer Me.
Why Can't I Insist On What I Want?
Why IS It That Even When I Feel Sad,
I've Gotta Conceal It,
And Wear A Smile?
I'll Be Tagged Amo, And All Sorts,
I'll Be Accused Of Spoiling Your Day.
~ BEST.
I Feel So Tired Always Accomoding Others,
And When It Comes To Accomoding Me,
Where The Fuck Are You?
Fuck It!!
Why Does These Shit Always Happen On Me?
I Hate This!
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