I'm tired of being told what to do
Tired of being told what to say
Or what not to say

Tired of others telling me how to live my life
As if it was theirs

Tired of being told how not to be a problem
How not to be a burden

Just so they can live peacefully
While I repress everything I am
For their peace

I'ld like some peace too
At least some peace of mind
Just so my soul can rest
In the arms of God
Or whatever is up there on the other side

A side I'm told not to join
Not to think or talk about

I'm the one suffering from my own existence
Yet they're the ones having all rights over my life

How unfair it is
How unfair it has always been

© Ytha