Me
By lyricalbass
Why am I this way? Why am I afraid to ask?, Why do I always think of myself as last?. I cause so many problems I screw it all up, I get yelled at morning and night I guess I have bad luck. My parents only see how i am at home I'm glad I'm hardly there, Every day seems like there is no tomorrow It seems as if they dont care. We have alot of household problems many things I cannot posess, Often times I am on my own it's just another test. I can't say certain things at the time that I should, I'm just afraid of the answer I often wish i would. I have no one else to blame no one but myself, It is the way i choose to do things and the emotions that are felt. But through all the hardness and troubles that i face, I have great friends to make the problems vanish without a trace. At least for a little while until I'm alone again, But hopefully, most of the problems will be gone and also put to an end. Written April 8th, 2002 © on Apr 08 2002 06:56 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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