I’m tired of being blended into the back round
Playing along with the skit
Following my family
As if I were apart of it
I can’t be just another stereotype
Pushed to the very back of people’s minds
Never once being recognized
For the accomplishments in my life
I can’t stand to be in this “perfect” family
Only to impress everyone else
Never once can I just away
And be myself
I am sick and tired of playing along
With the rest of my family
I am done with holding my mouth shut
Tying myself down
Only so people get the impression that I am happy
I am done with living this way
I am finished with these games
I will no longer live my life
Locked in those callous chains |
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