Trapped- I Am Behind
I ain't too good at this writing stuff
But here I go anyway
I feel trapped in this world
Trapped in this city
Spilling my blood on this paper
I need someone to help clean it up
Yeah I've got friends who I'd never give up
But sometimes you need more
Someone to hold when lonely
Someone to complete you
I guess it'll all happen in due time
I over think things
I just feel so behind
Liking girls I can't have
Blowing my chances for happiness
But always on the pursuit
I'm older than everyone here
Lowering my standards
But hey, maybe it'll all work out
I over think it
Everyday I get a little older
A little bit busier
I need to try harder
To escape from the hell I put myself through
Copyright © Bill Johnson | Year Posted 2010
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