Diary Of A Misunderstood Kid

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[Song]

I'm running on empty
trying my hardest to smile for the longest while.
I'm locked in a war with myself: always paying plenty.

I don't want to be happy, I want to be ecstatic.
I'm out of my drug, I need it back.
you were my best friend, then my lover that turned dark like magic.
you still are my ecstasy, my pain killer.

[Rap] see, when I was younger I wanted to be married so bad, I turned evil/
I started screwing up with the sitter: made me scar/
running away from school, listening to Kurt Cobain transforms you to a rock star: simple/

so I wrote down songs, listened to MJ to DMX and back again/
had them both on reply, till I got locked up for trying shit/
put away and alone, mom came and visited: it only reminded me of my sins/

all I had was my pen and pad/
no action figures, three years passed and I grew in circumference and mass/
I struggled with my anger and I still do have instances of sass/
they pass, I avoid my exes while I concentrate on my grades: stacked/

[Hook/Chorus]

this is the diary of a misunderstood kid.
I'm sorry for dreaming of being perfect.
when you make a mess do you clean it instead?
or do you leave it to mold, hard and old, unable to get rid -

Of the diary of a misunderstood kid.

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