With this pen I sit here not knowing where to begin.
Holding things in, cause im scared to make amends, with kin
And sometimes friends who don’t understand how it is I’ve been.
Its feels like people pretend to listen to what it is im telling them,
And, It should be a sin that I have to feel this way within.
So,Now im contemplatin whether I should speak or just hold it in
Cause, It seems like whatever I do I never seem to win
And I’m, sittin here hoping and waitn for my Lord to transcend
Cause, It seems like this long road that I’m on will never come to an end.

People always told me that you should express how you truly feel
But, my will was to hold it in. and never let my words spill
Cause I cared too much about how it was other people felt
So I would put my head to a tilt and thought that my kindness would surly kill
But, it only made people take advantage and they started to be unreal
As I sat there and wondered why it was these cards I had been dealt.

So I decided to make a change & learned to open my mouth,
But even when I did this it was never with a frown,
Cause for some reason I always wanted everyone to stick around,
But through this I found that I would still have my ups and downs.


I feel like theres no one in this world whom I can talk to
since that day my mom passed, theres more I have to go through
wanting to spill my heart out so bad to someone and make it brand new
and ive been tryin but Im only make myself look like a fool,
cause, no one understands what it feels like to loose,
someone so close the only person who was true
leaving me at a state where I’m now alone and confused
and I honeslty don’t know what it is that’s left for me to do.