It's bad enough
living in a time where
everyone's seeing wrong
It's hard enough sometimes
to wake up knowing you have to
live up to someone else's expectations
but Am I asking way to much
To have a home where I don't feel smothered?
I'm Ungrateful?; proud?
You ask
Do I think the world is supposed to give me
or owe me something?
Ofcourse
Why do you think I'm here?
Life
the knowledge the choices
Why can't I chose
to live my life
filled with
Harmony and purpose
Why is hope the enemy?
when we put hopes in our dreams were
creating our reality
Life
I'm here
so why can't I Enjoy?
You can complain
You can hate me
you can curse
yeah I know you wish
that you never got me cause
I have my own expectations
To live, learn, laugh, to love
I have my own life
So Why Can't I Enjoy?
