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I'm trapped
in myself
trying to be the perfect daughter
the perfect friend
and I'm just waiting for it all to end
i cook the dinner
i clean the house
and stay quite as a mouse
inside i scream and cry
inside I'm planning on goodbye
but that's never going to happen
because i have "responsibility"
brothers wounds to tend
problems of my friends
and that stupid house to clean
Im fourteen
i don't need this sh*t
or a father who likes to hit
but this is where I'm stuck at in my life
this is my greatest strife
so I'll smile
ask you to stay awhile
and die inside
as my heart turns a different tide
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