too loose on the tears,
lost controlon the fears.
teh masks which i cry on;
i go on only for myself,
frightful of the consecquences.
too confuse in teh head,
nearly too insane to be dead.
I ama classic pain that goes on,
yet the rage in me to go against the storm lives on!
trying to change my life,
i seek to take control and make a difference.
but truth is,
mybe, it's too late.
life just pass me by after high school high:
so much struggle against the will of the wind,
so much drama in my life,
it's like a bd high school musical play!!
sometimes living one day at a time isn't worth living at all!!!
love is the right motivation,
the drive is to earn something worthwhile before you're dead.