It's life that does
The killing
And nothing is ever fair
And I feel deformed
And trapped
And I'm standing over there
And I think I have
Alot of problems
And I don't know why
And sometimes I'll just cry
I look up at the sky
I hate that my left side
Is stronger than my right
And I'm tired of trying
Why do I even bother
Why do I even fight
And my head is on the right side
Of my body
Not in the middle
Where it is supposed to be
I guess it *****
To be me
And I walk here
And walk there
People blab and blab
But few really care
And I lift weights
Go to phsyical therapy
But nothing changes for me
My left back still
A bit larger than my right
And I don't know
Whether to
Laugh or cry
I certainly can
Be a lonely
And miserable guy
Mar 12, 2016
Mar 12, 2016 at 4:41 PM UTC
It's life that does
The killing
And nothing is ever fair
And I feel deformed
And trapped
And I'm standing over there
And I think I have
Alot of problems
And I don't know why
And sometimes I'll just cry
I look up at the sky
I hate that my left side
Is stronger than my right
And I'm tired of trying
Why do I even bother
Why do I even fight
And my head is on the right side
Of my body
Not in the middle
Where it is supposed to be
I guess it *****
To be me
And I walk here
And walk there
People blab and blab
But few really care
And I lift weights
Go to phsyical therapy
But nothing changes for me
My left back still
A bit larger than my right
And I don't know
Whether to
Laugh or cry
I certainly can
Be a lonely
And miserable guy
It's okay, everything is A-Okay, I can just be so whiny and get a little upset sometimes, heh.
