Why Do You Try, So Hard To Knock Me Down,

And Bury Me Here In The Dirt,

Its Been Quite Some Time, Since I Last Laughed Out Loud,

Unless Ive Been High On Some Herb

Where To Go

No One Knows

I Guess Ill Make My Own Way To Go

Ill Write A New Book And Ill Leave The End To You,

Without All The Bullshit That Others Put Me Through

Nothing To Conform To , No Rules To Live Life By

Nobody To Question What You And I Write

Why Does Suck, To Be Who I Am,

And Not What You Want Me To Be

It's Been Quite Some Time,

And I Am Sick Of It

Trying To Twist What I See