Untitled 1

Hang out with my family Every single afternoon Went to school In the morning Everything was going good Being a straight A student Going to the library for tutoring Yeah I was chasing my dreams I was also very studious And now I think about Alll the times Where I could've been I Played soccer my whole life I tried to get on a team The coach didn't let me be Apart of them Cause I didn't score shit And now I have that little memory That's stuck in my head Ahhhhhh Ahhh ahhhhh uhhh What I could've been Ahhhhhh Ahhh aaahhh uhhh What I could've been Ooooo ooooo ooooO What I could've been Ooooo ooooo ooooO What I could've been... I remember those times When I felt really hopeless About winning my family praises With these loses So I tried to get better I tried to stay fitter Everybody staring at me they want me a winner Rejection was not a option Hearing the news I didn't make it So I ran away from my family Everytime I got angry Yeah I was filled with anger Yeah I was filled with hatred Seeing my friends be on the team But they see, I didn't make it And that was during the time When everything was crashing down Everybody fighting each other For survival now All my grades were declining Even my therapist lying Towards the end of 5th grade That's when I was inspire to dying