I feel like a star On the outside I seem small Manageable But if you take a closer look If you get to know me Im a flaming ball of energy Burning myself just to stay alive And even though this universe created me Its doing everything it can to destroy me I have my coping methods.. But one day I will either fade out Or explode in a blaze of glory
I feel like everything is trying to push me down right now and i try to think clearly but maybe im just not meant to do that maybe im just meant to take the hits and the beatings the abuse. Maybe thats what my purpose in life is. A living breathing punching bag