Sick and Tired

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im sick and tired

of allways being told what to do

to not have a right

to what i can do

when everyone shuts off

my wills to speak

well i get really pissed

but who am i to fight back and seak

everything i do

and everthing i say

is always wrong

in everyones way

i want to be differnt

but everyone stops me

why can't i sing

when you do it all the time

if i hide my voice

im afriad i'll change

so im sick and tired

of everyones ways

if i start to rebel

it's always not right

makes it harder

and gives me bad names

yeah right

when they tell

of the words everyone has

everyone

and anyone

has the right to speak their way

but for me it ever works

have you ever felt the same way

to be killed in action

stomped on by the better people

they could never do that

they are the angels of us devils

but why me

why am i placed here

i stand for whats right

they're the ones who bully

their the ones who sterotype

and still feel so bright

they have no empathy

and that's why im writing this remady

to show you all

that im okay

cause i ain't so bad

but to the world

i'm always fucking mad

they only look at my skin

what clothes i wear

and expect what I am

but maybe im not so bad

im just sick and tired of thses stupid games

the world plays

my fear starts to grow

i can be my way

who i am

is not welcomed my friend

i had a dream

that you would be me

and stand in my shoes

and see what i see

how the world is destroyed

been that way for years

Im afraid of the times

i slip away

i want to sing

to project my feelings

but no one will listen

maybe it's time to end

and meet God

and have that feeling

the right of willing

to feel alive

cause I was always dead

but that'll have to wait for the time

I'll just be tossed around

like a little rag tall

I'm just funking sick and tired of this shit

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