Same life, new day, I got the same situations. My anger builds up, I get the same frustration, I make the wrong choices without the hesitation, everyday I expect something new, but why am I waiting?
I keep on debating, I say things I don't like its like I'm always complaining, I smile during the day, but at night here comes the pain, and, I run from it at a steady pace, like the dreams I see in my eyes, I'm running in an empty race.
What a beautiful mistake, its something that I can't take, but I'm fighting for my own sake. Only battle that you'll lose is when you fighting with fate. The fight with fate, you can never win it, because your plan was made out all the way from the beginning, so in the end, who is really winning?
Its you, because you never gave up, and to the others, that's just super ugly, like too much makeup. But, don't slow your role, don't press the hand break, that's when they will think its cool to give you heart aches. Stand strong and get what you need and desire all on your own, and that's what makes an independent person strong.
**** them all with kindness, this is the dead end zone, and when its all said and done. its you who conquered the throne.
I was stressed when I wrote this, had a bad week. I came home from school and cried and then I had nobody to talk to so I just wrote this short poem and it made me feel A LOT better. I hope you enjoy.