Thursday, April 21, 2011

~Perfect~

~Perfect~

Tired of being perfect
Sorry I don’t met your standards
I can only be me
But I guess it’s something ya’ll can’t handle
Supposed to be able to truly be me
But the people who know me least the ones related to me

Was suicidal from 12 to 17
Calmed down when I ran into him
Got older now the extra stress back
And I’m on that bull shit again
Thought I was past this

Guess the tiredness of always:
Having a fake smile
Hiding stress
Argue over money
Get high grades
Don’t do this
And don’t do that

No wonder I smoke now
Been drinking since I was a child
So excuse me if I tend to lay back
And very rarely get wild

But being perfect gets old
In the process it makes ya heart cold
So shit that should excite me
Don’t give a damn about
Always ready to self destruct
Since 13 yelling “I DON’T GIVE A FUCK!!!!!!!!!

So forgive me if I’m moody
Forgive me if I act insane
Forgive all my previous acts
I’ll strive not to remain the same

But being perfect is hard
And not my goal in life
Only one step away
From being considered his wife
So the new rules you making you can keep
Because all its going end in is me leaving within weeks

April 21, 2011

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