It's for real

The last blow
Will leave me
A scar
That won't heal

Can't wait to get
Out of this shithole
I'm so sick of your bull shit
Sick of hurting
Because of you two
Pull your shit  together
And raise you daughter

I wanna smile and laugh
And live a little
But I can't with
You two on my case
I wanna write my feelings
And make some riddles

It seems like every time I smile
Something comes along
And wipes it clean of my face
Replacing it with a frown
I'm scared to keep walking
On this broken bridge

I feel like I have a giant bulls eye
On my back and every ones aiming
Coming back for more
It's not me being periniod
It's for real

Being a horrible catcher
While LIFE is a great batter
Cause when it bats
I fail to catch
And it knocks me down
To the ground

Just staring up at the ceilling
I could feel the tears welling up
Thinking about my future
And how I'll survive with a long
Road a head