I'm going through this and i don't want anyone else to feel this way ---------------------LYRICS------------------ My friends always tell me I get carried away Sometimes I spit when I talk cause I have so much to say They don't seem to hear me but I guess it's ok It's not their fault my minds working overtime with no pay They always say the same things and it's starting to get old That my head can't get sick It can't catch a cold I scratch and I pick My insecurities poke My fears, my anxiety, a voice that provokes Take a walk, clear your head, breathe in count to ten Cause on the first page of life written in red You'll never make it here if you don't learn how to bend Don't speak unless you're spoken to, little girl Someday you will find your place in the world But ladies don't get dirty Someday you'll learn to fill the empty space With empty faith My mind is a mess but I love it none the less They tell me to hush but my words are all that's left So on the last page of life written in gold...... Don't waste it always doing what you're told......
Song: Little Girl By Faith Marie
