Can I go back? Back to not having responsibilities, back to being a kid? I think my grown-up time is over, I don't want to do this anymore. Deadlines..... there are deadlines for everything. Feel like I am failing again and I am starting to give up hope that I could ever be able to do anything else than fail. People think I am capable... I believed them.... I still want to believe... bu I can't.
You look in the mirror
But you don't like what you see
Whoever it is you think you are today
That's not who you want to be
The grass is looking greener
In that field across the road
And I cannot meet the expectations others set for me, not to mention the expectations I set for myself. Pathetic really.Bittersweet too, sometimes.
Sick and tired again. Seems it's my permanent state of mind . I f-ing hate this all.
Out here in the fields
I fight for my meals
I get my back into my living
I don't need to fight
To prove I'm right
I don't need to be forgiven
They're all wasted!
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