He woke up sore and sunburned trying to redeem what was lost. The standards were high and now they are gone, let go a new lead no control. Picking up all the slack dealing with a two face another case of getting caught up.
Questioning where to go and does it matter. Making a difference at what cost so much on the line redefined. Trying to move up at the bottom working to belong this doesn't feel right so much has gone wrong. Trying to make it right minding this mouth it will cause drama.
Don't care to make things worse trying to do what's right. Giving everything earning that pay. Roughing it out being strong building character a yeah player being played holding a large load ready to move on let it go being pulled ripped apart in different directions.

Focused on the prize social life fading away
Use to go out not fun or the same anymore
Always following rules most kept him out
Being pulled in many directions any but back
The guilt clouded his mind staying strong
Heavy burdens crushing the caring heart
Beating strong for them never selfish
Still moving forward with the pain
Can't do it the same not that person
Old emotions and thoughts have risen
Can't be that person live that way anymore
Out grew this the past labels don't fit
Overtime lost meaning not in that place
Those old ways not going back there

On the outside looking in feeling like everything is diluted. someone are real others are lost in their own world. In the mind their safe place. Use to be an open book now selective about who gets to read. Now always interesting, willing to learn dk the answers. Always open to help the stress of not doing enough struggling to get by.
Wanted it more than most it was short lived.
He didn't get his hopes up made the most of things. Adapted and adjusted to the situation.

Sometimes he filled the void and took on all the burdens. He thought it would lead to opportunity, so many detours roadblocks.
Left with doubt emotions are shot not sure how to feel. Cared too much it was never enough.
Once he stopped caring it was hard for him to show any interest or emotions. He wasn't about that life anymore. They robbed him of it then tried to give it back. The life he wanted he couldn't have. He was tired of the compromise settling for the alternatives. Made the most of it didn't care to fit in, or belong.
Got deep in thought lost in the transition over the years.

He put in work back and forth with the gloves going through the motions. His memory was sharp. He felt free from all those things that burdened him. The people who didn't believe, or think highly of him.
Clearing his mind doing it for himself. Even if he failed, he had to prove it his worth. Prove them wrong shut them up. He knew his abilities was tired of the extra pressure tired of being set up to fail. He gave his all even if it's not enough. They'll call him sensitive because he cared. They'll make him out to be entitled because he had a different perspective.
He questioned things and everyone was mad because he didn't follow or mind his mouth since he didn't agree. He wouldn't turn a blind eye the truth was told now everyone is mad holding a grudge. He didn't want trouble but they came at him when all he wanted was to be fair. He felts wiped out and pushed it did hurt but he learned to be okay with it.

A group of rejects who came together for the greater good. The black sheep composed hard to go back all ******* up. There's no going back, already failed once. Already know the outcome been there before. Feeling captured, by others false perceptions.
Those mistakes he's trying to forget while they are held over his head trying to manipulate and control him. He was frustrated with them all these double standards. He walked away this wont go away.
The change was hard because they kept bring up the past. He was never forgiven or accepted he learned to be okay with it since he wasn't hurting anyone. He didn't want to spread it so he let it die within himself.

He started to draw he always wanted to make a comic but shading was complicated. He could see it in his head not able to put it on the page. While writing he could explain it talking about it made the feelings come into existence sometimes it mattered other times it was passing.
He stayed single because his difficult relationships made him be and act like someone else he said never again. All he wanted was to be loved and accepted while being torn apart for tough love. He made it easy for his partner while she made it hard for him to be comfy in his own skin. He was never materialistic he believe it was about how you treated people even if they wronged him and did him *****.
People would come and go like the seasons he didn't fight for them since they wanted out who was he to come between their happiness. His chapter was over thankful for the memories and good times during those dark periods.