I’m tired of being bad,
i just want to be good,
but i am much to misunderstood,
the time passes me by,
day by day,
in my heart these words thrive,
i cannot stand to be like them,
my life has stopped,
it feels like my heart nolonger beats,
but i am here dispite my pleas,
i wish you could see,
that i will be what i want to be,
see me the way i want to be seen,
i cry for your attention,
i beg for you to listen,
I wish you could feel what i feel,
see what i see,
live what i live,
then i would be understood,
i give,
i give up,
i raise my hands and stop tripping on the past,
but im still tired of being misunderstood…
misunderstood
