Worried and Confused
I am worried and confused
I wonder when I'll start to live my life
I hear people calling my name from the other side
I see people crying
I am worried and confused
I pretend that I am real
I feel all alone
I touch the dar skin of the devil alone
I worry about when my family will actually love me
I cry about my life
I am worried and confused
I understand that I'm not prefect
I say that I am true
I dream of living with the angels of the dead
I try to make my family happy
I hope that they'll understand
I am worried and confused
Copyright © Kayla Leatherman | Year Posted 2012
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