I am... Trapped
Deep down I know what is right, deep with in I know what is wrong
Time and Time agan they tell me to try again but haven't I been trying to long
To long, so long, so long, way long
Blues on, good mood, bad mood, sad song
Why do I feel trapped, Why why why?
I am just a guy...
A guy who took education more than serious than his peers
Now every time i mention college around them this is what I hear..
"You're never gonna' make it, it's to hard, give it up"
"Drop out, take a different route, lets live it up"
"lets buy cars and clothes women love fancy wardrobes"
And I simply reply with a question.. Me giving up college? NO!
I feel trapped around the wrong crowd but I trapped myself
They chose to sit around and watch while I took major steps
Trapped in the thought of graduating and obtaining a degree
Trapped in being the best I can me
Trapped behind the front of the line which might not make sense to you but see that makes sense to me
Trapped behind the walls of school which I love to be
Trapped above the thought of defeat
Trapped outside of society til my life is complete...
I am........ Trapped within me
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