Own Worst Enemy
im my own worst enemy
im tired of being compared to all these celebrities
there so pretty and well im me
i wake up and fight a battle with the mirrior
i push you away afraid i might feel pain
i run when i see rain stay around when i see fire
always in a place at the wrong time
cant walk a straight line and i cant figure out an
equation i couldnt love you the right way im
not very good at chemistry i leave the straightner
on to long ive almost caught the house on fire i cant
cook anything unless it comes in a box my heart
doesnt have a lock my walls are four stories high
and my eyes arent a perfect green and i cant
rollerblade without breaking something ive
almost drowned in a foot of water me and my
brother fight me and my mom dont always get
along i always have to have the last word i had
to change my ways i always say to much my shirts
show to much skin
cant u see im my own worst enemy
Copyright © Melody Campbell | Year Posted 2011
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