"WHY"

2021-02-07

All my life I've tried hard for me to fit in

Though, whatever I did it wasn't working

I'm tired of collecting myself with staples

I've changed direction I'm turning tables


All that society taught me is how to judge

And I am not ready to burry my grudge

As a kid I was too young to understand

Which life for me was already planned


Too busy with playing for me to care

But memories creeps in as a nightmare

Back then I didn't know what it meant

I'm an adult now, I'm more than bend


I'm a hazard to myself, my own enemy

I often get annoyed in my own company

No turning back, the years are gone

I need proof that in this life I belong


I'm sitting here turning all the pages

Getting nowhere while my body ages

Tell me what I can do, I swear I'll try

In my mind, a word is on repeat "why"

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