“Myself”
A choice where i see is death I tried my best to take a breath And wonder how i can escape I need to get myself in shape No matter how i scream or shout No one cares or even give a doubt My choices in life don’t even matter And all i say fade in their chatter Why do i live a life so controlled Cant my life be something i hold? Where i finally escape all your rules I’m not your slave or part of your tools I was not born to serve your desire Asking for all these favors i finally tire It is time to put all of you on a shelf And finally start to think about myself Sometimes in life people would try to control how we live our lives, but remember that no matter what happens it always will be your decision how it ends, Live a life you choose, not a life they chose.
