I just want to be me
“What are you going to do with your life?”
Apparently, the way I’m living is not right
But can’t you see?
I’m not happy
My eyes are downing with tears
And I have so many fears
I’m trying my best, I really am,
But obviously you can’t see
Because I’m already the black sheep in the family
They believe that in order to get by this world,
You would need a degree and money
Your main objective in life
Is to work until you die.
But why?
All I want is to smile, not cry.
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