Sitting with the whole family in the living room
That’s something that rarely happens
And someone’s the boss in here who speaks all the time
N you have to follow like a kid follows a teacher when she sings a rhyme
All the time, all the time, all this time
N I end up realizing that even my thoughts aren’t mine
I feel like I just can’t take anymore n it’s getting over my spine
They say let’s have a broadened conversation n speak your hearts out
But I’m sick just of listening to them n my head’s full of doubt
I just wanna get out of here, I’m freaking out at the moment
Finding all what’s being said is just all muck n the people around so dominant
Might be old, might be aged, might be experienced
That doesn’t mean I’m a fool or so innocent
Not to understand what’s going on in there
Treating me like a kid, that’s so not fair
If you wanna treat me like a kid then do it completely
Whenever I commit a mistake then I’m all grown
I wonder when I don’t like what’s going on why I shouldn’t frown
Whenever I don’t do something then again I’m the one at fault
N then I see the scolding just won’t stop or come at halt
I don’t understand how I grow up & again turn down small
In a day…I don’t find find myself getting short or tall
How come someday I need them to catch me when I fall
N just the another day I’m big enough to suffer from that fall
Seeking out permission to go out with friends to a nearby mall
It hurts a lot when you are turned down with an excuse that you are still quite small
At times I wonder when I could get out of this all
Big enough for them to resist each n every fall
N even if I fall down I would again stand up tall
N prove them wrong in everything they say from one till all
But as of now I’m freaking out…I’m in a complete mess
I need to proof them all that I’m no less
Than anybody around…in anything I do…
Don’t need a reason to do something for me or you..
Monday, April 19, 2010
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