Myself

I have always been different I like to be,but every time they got something to say to me.One day I had to be, I made a different me,but got trouble next day I went school, you see.Two big fellows, which don't much about like in me,put me in to the games where I don't wanna be.In other words no one don't like me there.Sometimes I really care, I can't be myself.Then one day I didn't meet the chosen one,I took a gun, party's just begun.Inside of me there still lives a part of me,it put me back to the Earth, where I belong to be.I get along well with this feeling in my mind,if I should say something, I would say nothing'cause I'll kiss my only friend what I've got, ever hadbut still I can't ..I can't be myself.I'm gonna the way I wanna be,nobody wanna talk with me, no.Do I have to be or let my feelings free?Take a look at me, the way I wanna be.I made decisions right, my feelings came from inside,I took a drug ride, I felt part of me died.My life turned from that good to that very bad,there were only me, my pipe and those drugs I had.One day I just will be, I'm gonna be real me,I think I cannot be, I can't be myself!