Voyage Part:one

Everyday I’m stressing Trying to repress the excess Expression on their faces that makes me feel less of a person but more of a mess And coming from them hits hard to the chest but I endure it because I know its nothing more then a test When I think ink at my best (But I know this cant be my best) If life is one of my best teacher then why is everyone all in my ear preaching. Your leeches to my soul But I guess I need to be told Just so you can say at least I told her so No matter which road she goes But I feel like they’re becoming my foes I’m their door mat, so low They used to treat me like their present with a Big red bow Its not like that anymore I was yes but now no I’m silver but once gold Like a stand with nothing to hold Sitting here by myself watching life unfold I am at a stand still but I desperately want to go