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scrambled inside, jumbled around,
cant sort out what the hell I feel.
where's it coming from,
want to scream,
want to cry want to yell, its me I'm fine...YOU, your the one trying to pull me down. misleading, lost, abandoned...that was my old life, the last thing you'll do to me..now i see the sun, smell the flowers, but there will always be a cloud. this paper is as loud as I'll be, because you'll never really hear me..I always stood just to your side, we know who was your real pride..thats fine its ok with me,you should know what your missing.. us three. are you happy now you have your excuse, after years of resentment 4 berry ave. was put to your use.. things always happen for a reason true colors come out in the darkest season. look at me mom I'm on top of the world, you were so full of pride, but then I fell and you ran to hide. where did you go? what did I do?....don't try and take credit for who I am today because when I needed you most you just walked away......but no hard feelings, not any more, see, my anger ends with this page I will not grow old an live with rage. maybe some day you'll let go of yours and finally see, you screwed us over, us three. got to go now, said what I had to you hurt me bitch...
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