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I don’t want to miss out
On all new chances
You’ve got your problems
And I understand it
But everyday
It’s like a struggle to love you
And I’m done making it just bye
I’m done saying the wrong thing
I’m done hearing your feet walk away
I’m done I’m done I’m done

This isn’t high school
This isn’t prom dates
This isn’t love at first sight
This is just pure hate
I’m not good for you
You even said it yourself
And you’re not good for me
Not good for my health

So I got to run
But I don’t got to hide
I got to be with myself
Just me and I
Not known as your company
Known as your lover
I’m not your companion
I don’t come when you call

Chorus- Go find someone else to live in your
Goldfish tank
I’m tired of swimming
Need some sand underneath my feet
My legs are numb
My fingers wrinkly
Somebody get me
A towel please
I need a car
To drive me somewhere far
This goldfish tank
My vision cannot adjust
I need a prescription that I can trust

So get me a towel
Something nice to drink
And I’ll just lay here
On this sandy beach
And watch the seagulls
And the surfer dudes
They will be looking at me
And I won’t be looking at
You

Chorus



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