My Life To Live

July 15, 2010
Long days,
Of going out of my way,
To make others feel happy.
Others that make my life hell,
Others that say “oh well” when I run off crying.
They wanna control my life,
Cuz they’re already screwed up their own.

Chorus:
I’m gonna love who I want,
I’m gonna be who I wanna be,
But days of going home crying,
Is not what I wanna see,
Not what I wanna see when I look back on all my
Memories.

They say they’re my friends, but really,
They’re breaking down my ego like enemies.
Friend or foe?
I don’t know.
But I ain’t gonna take anymore.

Chorus:
I’m gonna love who I want,
I’m gonna be who I wanna be,
But days of going home crying,
Is not what I wanna see,
Not what I wanna see when I look back on all my
Memories.

I walk into my house,
Hoping for a little sympathy,
But all I get is a bunch of demands,
Flung in my face so fast
I can’t comprehend.
Accusations find their way into,
The stream of my things to do.

They say they love me,
They say they care,
But what I can’t see,
Is what I’m doing here.
What am I doing here,
If they’re gonna run my life??
I need my own life to live.

Fighting through this rough time,
That everyone says will end,
And finally I realize,
This is my life to live.





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