So, I need some clarity, for I am confused
Are we worthless, worn out tools?
Used to their expense because we let them?
As if were the final sip to the bottle of gin
A stomach full of drugs, getting doped again
Unable to even realize where are my friends?
The ones who promised to be there till the end
The ones who said, "I got your back"
Surprisingly, they are leading the attack
Gave out my heart just to ripped from my hands
And teared and stolen away, lost across the sands
People saying, "Oh it gets better" or "Keep your head high"
Not knowing all the times I barely survive
So what am I?
Am I just there, standing in front of you?
Trying to tell you all these things, dropping all these clues.
Unable to tell who is who
I'm starting to feel used.....
So who am I?
Am I just the friend you call when you need something?
Hooked like a puppet attached to all these strings?
Put below you as if I was a peasant, and you were king?
All these feelings, you put behind your books
I always wondered why we couldn't work
So Why didn't it?
Simple because, you tried to force me to become something I didn't
As if being myself, was against the law, forbidden
When I gasped for air, trying to breath
Words held between my teeth
So Was it ok?
Of course in your eyes it was right
Everything is wrong, even what I write
So I need some clarity....
What are we?