What's it gunna be
When you're caught up with the things that make you cry
You wanna see your friends
But you realize in the end its just a waste of time
And other people talk
When you're walking past the park
Yet you just blow them by
You wanna see them out
But your conscious always shouts
Your scared to be yourself
Goodbye
Little tiny voice thats in your mind
Sometimes
Its not the voice of reason
Maybe in your dreams
You can burst at the seams
With all your little secrets
But when it starts to end
You wake up once again
To your self as a whole
Your parents say you fine
But wallow in the night
At the ghost lit sky
You look forward to the day
You can be some type of way
And feel more then alright
Goodbye
Little tiny voice thats in your mind
Sometimes
Its not the voice of reason