I´m just a kid with no ambitions
I´ve got my hands in my pocket and my head in a cloud
I feel like a new born child
It´s a good life that´s what I´m told
But everything it´s all just feels the same
People tell me that I´m strange, they say I´m not right
Misery´s my company but I don´t care about it
And happiness is a place that doesn´t agree with me
No one here has a clue what I´m feeling
You never know what hard times will come to your way
I´ve done a lot of things wrong
Please don´t remind me
Don´t tell me who I should be
Don´t try to tell me what´s right for me
Don´t tell me what I should do
I don´t wanna waste my time
I just wanna scream and lose control
Sometimes when I look in the mirror and don´t like what I see
I just do a fake smile
Where are the hopes? Where are the dreams?
I never listen
I´m making signals hoping they´d save me
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken dreams
Now I´m thinking of a way that I can make an escape
I´m hoping it be better
I would wish upon a star, but the star, it doesn´t shine
I get to scared to move, cause I´m still just a stupid girl
Lost the words, lost my name, lost a friend, left a live
Am I talking to myself?
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nice poem.
few mistakes but its okay