Lost
As I’m sitting here, MY mind stays completely blank. I’m at a loss as to why, I’m lost and I never think. Things that mattered; I just don’t care anymore. I just stare at the wall, And then I head for the door. I fight with them, Or so they seem to think. With every argument and lecture, I see my positive prospects sink. It doesn’t matter how hard I try, Or the things I try to do. I just seems like they hate me, And are always screaming F**K YOU! I’m far from the prefect kid, A fact of which I am aware. I’m no little angel, I simply just don’t care. All the lectures, I know by heart. When they start ranting, I know exactly where they’ll start. First with the problem, Second with my attitude. And then with my grades, And they feel I’m too crude. I guess here within lies the problem, It’s all my fault. I’m the main reason for aggravation, So I’m bringing life to a halt.It's about my parentswhat can I say they pretty much hate because I'm not exactly the perfect one. Written November 15th, 2001 © on Feb 21 2002 01:23 PM PST, Jessica Taylor 18 • 0 • 10
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