In a positive light, I may come off as friendly and kind,
But most of the time, I'm sulking in the wrong state if mind.
Wanting to do bad, but pressured not to do so,
Understanding my flaws, and interrpretating all that I know.
Creating a right decision, that can only improve my ways,
But how can I continue to move forward, while I'm stuck, counting down my days?
At times it can seem, that I only expect the worst,
As I'm pushing others out of my way, so only I, can be first.
I'm consulting my concious, always asking why am I still on this earth,
It's as if I've been a distraction, ever since my mother gave birth.
Questioning wheather or not, I'm loved or just lost,
Kuz how many times have I been stressed out, wondering my life's cost?
But now it just seems, I have not more use for my dreams,
Because my talents are down the drain, and god's striking me with his beams.
Telling me to get up and do something worth my time,
Hoping that these thoughtsof mine are not setting me behind......