Teenage Died


You gotta tell me right
I gotta prove me wrong.                                          
Everything I’ve been though
It is in this song
I always tried to be best for you
I tried to do it right
But no day passed through unless we fight
I always tried to be nice in other human sight
Unleash their harsh word, but for you I gotta smile
Sacrificing every dream, I see Cuz we could not afford it
Having no choice to be, my dreams I just lost it
Disappointment on their face
No matter how I try
Their word so keenly sharp
Every time I die a little inside
Cuz

I am hasty
I am out of worn
I feel responsible
Because I was born
Tears did not matter to you
So told me not to cry
Depression got the best of me
That is how my teen age died

On the other hand
School was pretty good
No more bullies, teacher and friends
That is where I stood
Up holding my head high
In school, I forgot to cry
Until someone I trusted
Broke the trust
Felt like someone nearly
Broke my gut
Moreover, the depression got the best of me
Ceiling and 04 corners of the wall is all I see
Shut down friends and family
Cheeks, wet every time I blink
Well, see teenage is suppose to be 
The time you get first bump on your cheeks
Dating guys experimenting life
Gossip, dramas and your first time
But depression on my mind
From the people I could not hide
Cuz

I am hasty
I am out of worn
I feel responsible
Because I was born
Tears did not matter to you
So I told me not to cry
Depression got the best of me
That’s how my teenage died                                                              


But, now I feel the one                                            
Responsible and who caused it
Temper so bad, anger that I lost it
One day I’ll leave the world
Unaddressed and Distorted
In the end of day
Told my friend about bout what I'm going through
Says” You’re looking for answer which can never be true”
I tried too hard to be another girl
Now I’m Depressed, and it was all my fault
Cuz

I was hasty
I was out of worn
I feel responsible because I was born
Tears did not matter to you
So told me not to cry
Depression got the best of me
That is how my teen age died


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