I try my best,
It is not enough.
I try a little less,
You get puffed up.
I try and try
Your yelling makes me cry
"It is just the way I talk," is something I don't buy!
You joke and play while I turn the other way,
But if I do the same, I'm the one to blame
For your aggression and dismay?
I don't like this game.
I will not play along as you sing your "happy song"
Stop hiding behind the fog, stop hiding in the mist!
One day I will be gone, and trust me, I will be missed.
I'm tired of your fits, I'm balling up my fists
Do or die is what I will cry, when I tell you my goodbye's
I'm gone.....