I'm quite tired today,
I promise I'm okay...
I'm lost and confused,
I tried to get my mind to work; it refused.
I'm missing two assignments, only two,
Yet my mother wants me to get it done and due.
I understand I should be better,
But I just get more upsetter.
I want to be productive and new,
But my mood likes to bid ado.
I may be young and "like the others",
But I'm sadly still here and alive to suffer.
upsetter
now you are weeping
you want to run
something keeps you glued here
upsetter
so sweet in seclusion
you want to sleep
something keeps you awake here
upsetter
so expressive in your sensitivity
you want to hide
something keeps you visible here
upsetter
so pure with your love
you want to leave
something makes you remain here
Life is an array of twists and turns
Nightmares to conquer and dreams to burn
Why must I wait
for the opening of the gate
The world outside is a forest and dark
and the people are it's bark
The lies
Distrust
Denies
To dust
Cries for something more
and they drag you in because they must
What's the point?
You work to meet them
then work harder to defeat their memory
To undo their damage
and disconnect the joint
One man that knew no better
Didn't mean to make me any upsetter
When he said it was better this way
But I'd love to forget it any day
For years I've seen it
So many tears I've tasted for it
Betrayal never gets old
ask me sometime and the story will be told
Cheaters
Liars
Beaters
Criers
Defeaters
All the things I disgust
and leave the taste
that leaves me to a further distrust
Whores
Bores
Posers
Closers
So many I can name
So many I can blame
So many I can claim at one point
and deny me what I want
But if you don't know, you don't know me
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