Where is Change

Whty isn't change at my door

myth takes me over like boat and a motor

Thats the only thing people know me as a country girl almost all the time

I wear harley and Im happy all the time as though I don't live

but i feel like I do

but thats all I do think about my home down In the south

I want to go but I dont have the time

school is all I do day by night

whats the time to think any mire

I work and work thinking I'll inprove

but I stay the same

and why can't I change Is someone out there to help me change

and why cant i see there face

or is it just lost in the fade

of the dark trades of my feelings

 

Author's Note

ignore the grammer mistakes in i