By SJ
Some days are bad,
Some days I'm happy,
Some days I'm sad,
I try to be good,
I try to be kind,
They just dont know,
What goes through my mind!
Living in shadows is what it seems like to me,
We're not true to ourselves,
But to what they want us to be.
I just want this to stop,
So that I can be who I am,
But this can't be so,
I don't think that I can.
Like it or not,
We all are a shadow,
One is a leader,
And all the rest follow.
When thry say jump,
We shout back "how high?"
If it meant being cool,
Most would jump to the sky.
But I'm plain sick and tired of living like this,
There's to much in life,
That I don't want to miss,
I hate living life,
According what people say.
Trying to be popular,
But hating each day.
I wonder if there's a pattern here,
Whats visible here?
Is that living in shadows,
Can only bring tears!