When I was little my mother was always near
I did as I was told no questions asked
Until the age of twelve when everything was clear

I began to quesiton the things I was tasked
Caring less and less if mother was around
Acting reckless keeping my feelings masked

My friends and I would terrorize the town
Giving no regards to others and acting like fools
It was five years before the old me was found

I found relief in music so it became my tool
The stress of my parents was too much to take
I wanted to give up on everything including school

I rarely asked for much and made my own cake
But I was sick and tired of not having freedom
So I signed my life away for some rank

When I graduated I left for a few seasons
The confidence I gained was what I'd needed
Although my absence was for no clear reason

As my eyes open wide my mind becomes heated
Everybody is ignorant whether they agree or not
I have new standards for how I need to be treated

I promise I've been through more I've been through alot
Treat me with resepct and understanding when I speak
Being right sometimes doesnt add value to your thoughts

Thinking a lot means not that I overthink
Listening not to me but others is destructive
I know from experience not from a link

I'm not a child anymore that little boy is rusted
I'm a grown man that has his own views
But I still make mistakes on who should be trusted

If the effort is mainly on one side who has to choose
When nobody wants to make up I have to grown upwards
Because my sidekick Watson surely doenst get the clues

Yet I'm still competing against myself for no rewards
The effort I put in doesnt reciprocate
So I get edgy because I have a goal I'm working towards

Every conversation feels like a new debate
My relations are irrelivent and you don't listen
You aren't honest most often being fake

No being mad you're never wrong in your vision
Of course those rules never apply to me
Tu eres el hefe and thats your mission

The point is that I've matured in ways you wont see
I grow weary of your demands and lack of understanding
and I still find myself wanting to be free

What goes up must come down and I'm landing
I hope I maintain my composure and retain sanity
My last one took that from me without my planning

In the process I was filled with vanity
I pray you're not the same resulting in a tragedy

I wake up in the morning groggy and dazed         
Forgetting where I am and how I got there         
Then it all comes back to me and I begin my day   
I walk to the bathroom and comb my hair           
Still dazed I stand there and stare
Coffee would be useful right now but I have none
The only thing in the morning that makes me care
Besides the angel beside me she's the one

When I'm ready I go outside and feel the rays     
They shine on my face each one unique and rare   
I continue where I'm going I stay on my way       
If we walk the same path I'm content to share     
These days meeting decent folk is something rare
If you're yourself others will try to make fun
They're insecure because life isnt fair
Besides the angel beside me she's the one

The green pastures where I spent my Easter
Was a serene place where my feelings grew deeper
My presence was called upon by the grim reaper
We’d lost someone dear to us

My step father was drowned in sorrow
Each day I woke I prayed for tomorrow
God had a killstreak, killamanjaro
Our circumstances were unfortunate

Even though I was with my family
Who I hadn’t seen since my last landing
I couldn’t help but think about my candy
My sweet Ruby

It will always be our moments apart that will inspire true art
Even when we are bitter towards each other it’s proof that love is ****
The day I secure our future is when I can start
But who knows when that will be

Anyways, it was the green pasture that separated us and brought us closer
I love you to the moon and back ten times over
You’re out of this world and I feel like a rover
I’ll shoot for the stars if you’ll be my solar

We said we would be friends if the flame went out
So why am I sitting in the dark all alone?

I wish I could suspend this silence between you and I
But each one of your ears has a headphone

Even when you hear me you don’t really hear me so maybe it’s good that you hear nothing now
Even when you see me you aren’t seeing clearly so maybe it’s good you’re with your momma now