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Breathe
I'm stuck here and have been for so long
I need some breathing space so i can be strong.
No one understands what I'm going through,
Not one person hates it here as much as I do.
I hate these people and I hate this place,
So much sometimes I don't even recognize my own face.
I need to get out soon or I'll die,
I can't help that I feel this way, even though I try.
Sometimes I think I'm gonna cut my wrists with a sharp knife,
just so I can get out of my stupid, boring life.
I don't belong here, I never will,
I feel like my world is standing still.
I think i'm suffocating in this town,
and being pushed repeatedly down to the ground.
I have to get out where I can breathe,
Where i don't have to listen you you about what I need.
I only know what I'm feeling inside,
But you're always mad, so i just try to hide.
I tried to get out of here once before,
I just couldn't take this place any more.
I can't breathe,
I'm dying slowly.
You don't seem to care one bit,
you treat me like a piece of shit.
But you aren't dying like i am,
I can get out, i know i can.
Next time you see me I'll be stepping on people like you.
And you're so annoyed because you KNOW it's true.
