As minutes turn into hours, hours years I pray you'll change your old-fashioned ways Otherwise I will never be able to stop crying these salt-filled tears. Tell me how I'm supposed to say I'm sorry to a person who's never listening to what I say for days. In your own mind thoughts you conceive That I'm still young & there's so much I still have to see. Is it what you've been told or what you believe? Do I really live in a fantasy world where I can be whatever I want to be? My mind, heart & soul are all in pain. I am no longer a child, By holding me back, what are you trying to gain? My ways are no longer that wild I just want to live life to its fullest.
Reason for writing:
It's how I feel about my parents & my relationship. Any comments/suggestions email me at sweetdaisy2@yahoo.com. Thanks!
Birth sign: Scorpio
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