I am feeling sick,
I am feeling down,
I won't stand too long this illness that I'm carrying
My mother never was able to support me
And predict what a normal kid must have
My father demand things in which
I can't give him
In fact, I gave him too much of me
Unthankful and selfish
In a house where there's no us, just me.
It seems bad, at least unusual
Have a boy at home and only know his name
The word family is vanishing more and more
Each and every day preventing me from fell warm.
I must go on, and not cry
Like a pirate overseas on the top of the boat
Holding his flag through the wind and breeze
Right after the worst storm he ever got in
A boy needs to breathe
A boy must live
Play the role of himself, and nobody else
A routine that never ends, waste my guts
Submerged in a sea of mental diseases
Lessen my ideads, my mind and my future
Which don't belong to me
Stuck in a room with the world's very best
Unable to get out and be part of it
So on, beginning to learn the issues involved in living
Affecting the way I'm thinking.
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