My life is Intoxicating
It’s so misleading
It can be frustrating
I guess I’m still debating on whether my life is worth hating.
My life is so demanding and friends
Are not so understanding
They think I got it so easy
And shouldn’t be complaining about living a life that's so damn draining
I feel like I’m being suffocated
With pressure that is weighting on my chest
I’m filled with so much hatred.
I don’t know how long I can take this
I’m tired of pretending that my life is so prefect
When deep down I feel like my life is so worthless or aren’t worth shit.
Friends look at me as being Miss Prefect
It’s like my innocence is being taking all over again
I really thought I could get pass this
If I just blocked it in my thoughts and stay focus
But they don’t understand that I feel used and hopeless
Honestly they don’t know shit
I’m tired of pretending like I don’t have problems.
And there is no one that can solve them
I’m ready for my mine to be put at ease
So I can start working on being ''ME"
I’m just so tired of pretending
I no longer want to felt this hurt.
When I don’t want to be known as a pretender
There are a lot of things I kept hid
Like me being raped as a young kid
Starving myself like back then
Cutting my wrists like were best friends
Pretending is so fucking exhausting
When I’m dealing with shit that still haunts me.