So you want to know what i think about all day?
Well umm i sit and i ponder on the best plan on running away.
Run away you ask "but from what?"
The descisions i must make.
All the shit they expect me to take.
Hoping for the day that i will not wake.
The people around me do not care.
They test me everyday as if my pain to them is a game of truth or dare.
Why must you torture me?
Whatever have i done.
Just shoot me hell why not with my own damn gun.
I have not been myself for quite sometime
And when i needed something i never asked u for a dime.
Well enough of this shit
I'm finally putting my plan into play
You can't stop me because you didn't know my plan about running away