All i know is that something just isnt right... i have lived so many lives but im not old.. i remember to back in the day..and i wish the old days were here...I'd rather be there than here...when i open my eyes in the morning all i wnat to do is cloes them and go back to dream ,remembering all the memories...I htink im living int he past people come and go in your life...but you baby i dont you to go anywhere, I love you with every sense in my body but times i think our time has come and gone.... I try so hard and all you seem to understand is the words i say when im frustrated and weak, i really dont knwo how you couldn't see when i was on my knees screamin help me!!! Now im here always waiting on you, days have gone by and i have wished for you to be gone...thats the days i give up and become selfish. This isnt the life it seems to others we are perfect in my eyes im the one always raggin on you always the one to speak up so then i look liek the bytch the bytch who is never happy all of this reminds me of the one person i hate and that is my mother