Wondering!
Wondering
Sitting in the bathtub, thinking who to kill.
I really don’t know who love me, who is real.
Thinking about what will happen if I take a pill.
Knowing that nothing will get better unless I kill.
I thought about my life, what will make it right.
I just want to wander the streets all through the night.
I feel like the only way to get out is to try and fight.
I really don’t know, I put in all my force and might.
I keep wondering, if these people love me.
I don’t know, they say they care, but act like my homey.
Then I sit and cry saying how much I am lonely.
But people not caring enough to tell me they love me.
Every time I do something, everyone says it is not right.
Then when I try to fix it, they get all uptight.
Then I get to the point that I want to fight.
Wondering through this unbalanced dark night.
I’m to the point when I feel like a hoe.
And because of this, I don’t know where to go.
Right now, I honestly and truly don’t know.
I am just very down, and a little low.
Right now who loves me is a very few.
And I am thinking, what can I do?
It’s a few times when I try to act new.
All I want is to be happy and glad just like you.
