I can't sleep
Eyes swoll like fresh bee stings too a 6 a year old poking at a bee hive
I cried..na I'm crying as I'm writing..
i got that same sting in my tears so it hurts to let loose and shed pain dripping out the corners of my souls windows.
you would of thought i drowned inside thoughts as pressure elevated in my skull,
The brick wall concreted in wishes, cemented too stay where they are because they'll never go anywhere farther than my mental...i was once called mentally retarted too wish as hard as i did.
I was told to dream,
And that no dream was ever to big enough..
But they lied, well HE LIED, his pockets aren't big enough
& I'm too dumb for scholarships, not poor enough for Financial aid but not rich enough to afford a decent education or at least pursue what i love to do...
So i stay where i always been..stuck in the middle.
Call me selfish, i don't care... all i want(ed) is(was) support.
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