I’m confused on what’s going on
Sitting in different spaces waiting until dawn.
The life I live is confusing
here he says, she says, is frustrating.
It’s all new to me. They say patience is key I guess that’s a lie
Be mature and strong they say
Like they lived my life the way I did and made a way.
The way I see things
Isn’t clear enough
I may act tough when I talk and bluff when I laugh
I can’t stress this enough
I’ve said it enough
I’ve streamed from the top of my lungs
But I guess they can’t hear me.
I speak but I’m not heard
I ask but I am not answered
What else can I do when I’m confused and lost
When all I knew was strange to me.