so tomorrow just don't be here
please don't bring the sorrow
of living in fear
I can not be i can not be
what do you want from me
I try to run but you always seem
to cut me loose cuz i can't breath
is it in my head I cried so hard
I cry hard
cuz it's times like this you learn to live at home
where no one is bothered by you on the phone
it's times like this I learn from my demise
don't tell me how to live my life
now what I do is what I say
I know i'm happy in every way yeah yeah
Great poem, very true statement it makes. Good Read thanks. ~Rae