I'm kind of sitting here wishing I could control, alt, delete my day
Because the smile on my face is starting to waste away
And the feeling of being happy's starting to feel pretty fake
And my mood is measured by the tears I can make
Morning I wake up, excatly where I ought to be
Barking dog and my best friend mocking me
Relaxing for a while knowing it's not to last
Because moments like that are always fading fast
So she goes out with the best friend before me
And it dampens my mood, understandably
But I'm feeling alright until I walk through the door
And to be alright, I'd never ask for anything more
But I suck it up, because I'm getting used to it
It's pretty normal when they always make you feel like shit
So today wasn't so different, because I know I'm terrible
But then it gets worse, and I get a little more unstable
Sometimes I feel like I'm destined to fall over
because it's hard to stand under all this pressure
To be like someone that I'm not, and never will be
And I don't believe I'll ever end my story happily
Because to him, I'm not enough, just to be close
And to another I'm just a mistake, someone gross
It seems for nobody being myself will be enough
And to be perfect is a lifelong called bluff
So I end my night in tears, and I choke down my words
And I pretend that I'll be okay tomorrow
Because like rhymes, I run out of the right ones
But I somehow still find something to end things with.
Blahhhhhhh @_@
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This is going to sound, completely not right in response to this poem. But for some reason, I was reading this in time with the Fresh Prince theme song. wtf?

