Story Of My Life

I'm never allowed to go outside my mom would rather me stay home all the time I just want to be a normal teenager and hangout with all my friends I've lost people because I wasn't able to see them

I hurt deep inside but many dont know 

 

I still cry sometimes but dont let it show

 

No matter how happy you are you still get depressed

 

U kno how it feels when u dont wanna get up to get dressed

 

The bad thing is theres only a few things that make me happy

 

My boyfriend my friends everything else is pretty crappy 

 

I have only one best friend that I get to see

 

Even with that one friend she barley sees me

 

Its not that I'm lazy and dont wanna go out

 

But I have an overprotective mom that likes to shout

 

I dont see my sisters seems like family's not really there

 

Friends say there here for u but when u need help they dont really care

 

My brother doesn't understand how his words affect me the way that they do

 

I know he says it out of anger but sumtimes it feels like a knife that cuts through

 

I've never really had a dad the person that was closest to one is gone

 

You feel its your fault but its not,I haven't seen him in so long

 

I have found more then one friend that lies and back-stabs

 

You know what I hope the same happens to u and you get crabs :b

 

Just kidding everyone makes mistakes its human no matter how wrong

 

But its hard to stay strong when you have been for so long

 

I've dropped the people I needed to yea it was a hard thing to do

 

But I cant deal with the lies and backstabbing so your now friends I once knew

 

Miss my old friends moving alot is hard trying to keep connections with ppl u cant see

 

But I guess the past is the past and that's were memories are meant to be

 

Why is it when I was little I had more freedom then I do now

 

I don't do half the things others do but I still get accused of it..how?

 

I feel like I'm a prisoner but not in bars trapped in my own home

 

Seems like while everybody else is out having fun I sit here all alone

I'm never allowed to go out I feel like Cinderella

Seems like I'm trapped just like Cruelella 

 

I've shed so many tears I still have the stains on my face

 

But there invisible you wont see them not even a trace

 

It's amazing how much a person can hide inside 

 

You judge them not knowing what they've been through, taking away their pride

 

Its not that I'm complaining I'm just expressing myself you see

 

Sometimes a soul needs to explain themselves and set their heart free

 

If you dont your'e emotions are just going to bottle up 

 

One of these days you wont be able to take it you'll blow up

Author's Note

ignore the grammar and spelling please

Reviews

[christina marie]

great work!