I always find myself right in the middle of it all
I’m always catching them and I’m the one who falls
I cant take it anymore, the world all on me
Have they all simply forgotten I’m only fourteen

I hate listening to the dark words and mean things
I just hope someday I look forward to what tomorrow brings
I’ve done pretty good if I do say so for myself
But no more will I take it, get help from somebody else

I’m ready to give up. And get rid of all the stress
They think I’m being dramatic but deep down I’m truly a mess
I cant quite find the perfect words to make it go away
It’s like I take one step forward and two steps back, how cliché