I have kept silent for so long.
You hate the one thing I love.
I won't ever stop being this.
Remaining under your roof has stunted my growth.
Not your fault just mine.
Convenience and comfort has too high of a price.
I have forsaken myself and now?
I am barely fighting to grow.
When will I just say enough?
Sep 10, 2015
Sep 10, 2015 at 1:34 AM UTC
I have kept silent for so long.
You hate the one thing I love.
I won't ever stop being this.
Remaining under your roof has stunted my growth.
Not your fault just mine.
Convenience and comfort has too high of a price.
I have forsaken myself and now?
I am barely fighting to grow.
When will I just say enough?
