lost

Oh i'm hanging high barely holding on at the edge of a breakthrough wouldn't believe how much time i've spent waiting on line to find what I really wanted to do i waited for another huMAN to fill me in on the things i couldn't see because sometimes i forget to clean my mirrors in my own room. Why wont they let me down Down is where i found love and made beautiful music Love. You choose it. yet i've deemed myself unworthy They say I've started way too early. sound so abuse-ed I'm back where i've started at fours years and i still feel the same except the chains i've proclaimed have me bound. Without a doubt I could have shouted but I stood quiet in the silence Now prom is comming up and i'm not even invited. despite it i decided to not let it define me the person i could be for the next half a century It's hard to feel strong when everyone throws bricks at me for feeling part of a lump of existence participation in events that don't make me happy I rather be alone in my room then be alone in a group had to pay my admission because someone asked for permission I feel so burned out over a boy i can't even catch myself gushing My cranium's on overload with everyones spectations of who i should be but i just have hesitations i just simply want to know what i am made of but i'll never know unless i kick down my door Can't they see Oh i'm hanging high why wont they let me down without a doubt i'm back where i started at. Now i'm lost