Drums pounding in my head,
I wish I was elsewhere instead.
It's all about cheap thrills
May as well go pop some pills.
I'm longing for yesterday
Living life my own way.
It's less stressful you know
Without you dragging me low.
It's your way or the highway
But the highway is nice today.
At least I'll be driving my own car.
And on my own, I know I'll go far.
My son is my main concern.
You'll be next, if you wait your turn.
I don't care if you go sook
As this home is *my* nook.
I won't take it out on myself anymore
Its petty, useless shit for sure.
I know you don't want me to,
But I do it when I'm upset with you.
Regardless of what you say
I know you don't care anyway
Coz it's actions that speak
And yours leave me feeling bleak.
I'd laugh or cry you know
But then all my other emotions would show
And I'd rather do and feel nothing
Than feel my heart breaking
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