I only exist for your amusement,
only to still have to plea for your attention,
I was made for your advantage,
yet discarded at my first failed attempt to be perfect,
and meet your expectations,
you never hear me because you can not listen,
you do not see when your standing from such a distance,
you do not truly know me, at least not the person you haven't labeled me to be in your own perception.

I am tired of swimming through this ocean tide,
the one that you have filled by only skimming over the surface of my life,
the one that you raised by whining everything just to say that you tried,
but you have lied,
and to your suprise,
you may find,
that I have died inside,
but I hide,
so that you may feel the sumshine,
I wish I could have one more time,
but i can't because I've tried so many times,
and I am tired of worthles measure to prove I can survive,
and we both know that was never for me to decide,

this life of mine was never meant to be in my control,
it was meant to be leave me behind as someone took the wheel and drown.

but this little girl? or should I say little boy?
has crashed!
and there is no looking back,
because I only see black,
when I try to think of our past,
and i wish i could tell you the truth but this truth I have is bad,
and it could come in a...