Growing up so fast made it seem so simple I thank god for my mother who taught me life isn't glitter shedding tears from my eyes writing a story on my wrist just to see the bigger picture My sister told me that wouldn't make me any better So I had to jump all these emotions out the window Now I am still standing and yet I am strong you cant talk to your problems I guess you can't depend on your depression but who are you to solve em. I guess I should of never made that call Looking out trying to escape these demons these four walls. and I guess I can't figure them out Give no benefit of the doubt so I shout To all those who still stood out Crying just to escape this insanity Speaking profanity The arguements and yelling All the disconnections I guess I should of never tell them Having a therapist Making excuses Looking foolish Cuz I blew it I should of never told them that I would of tried but instead I feel like I lefty heart to die and now Im empty inside So I guess These lights are flashing withiny eyes can you tell the lies the hurt I feel inside these distorted words that I have to provide society is so fucked up they killed a teenger what a plan outran and now everything seem to go into such a blur now that everything is Such a curse why did I have to go through this is it for the better or for the worse? I guess I blew it Had to loose it just to use it to excuse it Now its my time to fuse it cuz I cant move this passive agression but please can I at least have a therapy session