The heart of a child forced to grow up
A part timer doing more than the full timers
Find peace in writing not in people hard to trust
Love my family and struggle trusting
My mom would rather drink than put kids first
Take dad to work to start my morning
Use to be fun a wild child lived life to the fullest
Now I'm boring working being responsible
Can't date the virus dictating others faith
People get tired of you so fading in an out
Same old writing style they start to pass on you
So many wear masks altering who they are
Dk why wearing one bothers them
Barely understand myself
Trying to adjust and adapt
Can't fix or figure out others
Trying to be me that's all I know
Got hurt trusting in the wrong people
Still doing good what's right
After showing vulnerability