Nuisance
I’m a prisoner to my own life
All these circumstances have chained
My advantages
I’m slave to my own master mind
And I don’t really know how it feels to feel
In side
It’s like all my life I have been in disguise
No wonder it get harder to sleep at night
Tied down by the weight of my own sins
I sit and wonder when will I ever live again
When two little babies could have grown to be beautiful,
Yet I set their grace and gave them a funeral
a pathetic gifted human
Twenty three and all I have to show for is watered down excuses
I’m useless,
To my own life I’m nothing but nuisance.
