It is what it is

Posted Date: : Dec 18, 2007 7:21 PM

I just found out I have to take a bus to work now..

Another hustle in life..

Parents telling me that all I care about is my man..

Asking me to never see him again..

I'm hurt and no1 to talk to so here I write..

Depressed for having no freedom..

The same drama ...

over and over I see my mother cry..

She tells my father how I don't appreciate her and how I don't love her..

I keep weeping for everything I've said but never really meant..

But I always blame my problems out on my parents..

Never had true friends to talk to..

I still don't feel I have anyone to talk to..

Alone and sad for not getting the things I want in my life..

Wanting to make my music but people around me bring me down..

I don't think anyone expects anything from me..

Hated by my parents and at the same time they don't care..

I guess I have no choice but to take a gay bus to work..

I wonder what I'll do when I have to get to work at 7 a.m..

This will never change...

Tired of tasting on my salty tears..

Silent cries in my room is how it is most days..

When I feel my life is getting better, in a way it just gets worse..

I feel like every day is another curse..

I still don't know where all this s**t will take me to..

I thought  I was strong but these things keep pushing me down..

I don't want to hear the same crap of what I should be doing..

Work and my education is already being done..

So forget everybody because I should only care for myself..

I'll live my life how it has to be.

It is what it is..