understanding that my mistakes have been mistaken for lessons,
lessons that do nothing but make me look bad.
because everyone wants a say in what you do, and how you do it.
what you say and how you say it.
you announced you have a point,well your points have became pointless.
I will go through this process.
that I may make intense progress.
I don't care if you think less,of me.
they always tend to notice all the bad you do,
they want you to be happy,
but they put all the sad in you.
I clap my hands at the audience of ridicules.
for they have took the very dreams I pursued.
open up your mind.
for you have already became blind,
to your eyes.
is it me or life you utterly despise?
I am walking on my heart,
and if I had known from the start,
that this pain would take its own toll
I'd be up and out on a roll.